I love you more than a slow falling summer rainOr in the silence that only the snow leaves behindI love you more And I love you better than the gray of the autumn airBetter than the spring in it's blooming against the skyI love you more It may not be red as a rose is yetIt may not be strong as the old oak treesBut love planted deeply becomes what it ought to be Your love is steady and sure as a mountain's highMoving my heart like a river that gently bendsYour love is sure Your love is wide open spaces where I can runAnd yet we're tangled up roots in the warm broken earth Yeah our love is sure And it may not be clear as a morning yetIt may not be wide as a restless seaBut love given freely becomes what it ought to be And it may not be clear as a morning yetIt may not be wide as a restless seaAnd it may not be red as a rose is yetIt may not be strong as the old oak treesBut love planted deeply becomes what it ought to andHearts given freely become what they ought to andLove planted deeply becomes what it ought to beWhat it ought to be
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