This Is Love

When I have a son

I imagine one day he'll look up and ask me, 'What is love?'

And I'll swell up with pride and say,

Son, let's take a little time and ponder this a little

 

Next time I see him,

I'll swoop em' up in these arms of mine

and wait for that laugh of his

and say son this is love, this is love

 

Soon enough that son of mine will be a man,

His heart broken, He'll come to me and ask 'What is love?'

We'll take a moment as time fills its hole

and I'll say Son, let's take a little time and ponder this

Next time you see me I'll have your answer

 

A man walks into the home of his father, awaiting his family and friends

A dad embraces his son and whispers; Son this is love, this is love

You've always got a home here and look around

All of them love you too

 

A boy accompanies his father at his hospital bed,

The monitor right beside goes a little wild

And tears stream like a fountain from his eyes

and his father simply says 'Don't worry my son; this is love, this is love.'