(green/lincoln)



His love is a very easy love

His hate is a very awkward hate

And his kiss is a comforting blow

His fight is just a fashionable show

Without painwithout sorrow

What's the use in iiving tomorrow

Without angerwithout fear

What's the use in living at all

His love is a very easy love

His hate is a delicate rage

When my day meets your day

Our worlds collide like runaway trains

Without painwithout sorrow

What's the use in living tomorrow

Without angerwithout fear

What's the use in living at all

His love...

Without painwithout sorrow

What's the use in iiving tomorrow

Without angerwithout tears

What's the use in feeling the fear

Without crimewithout greed

There'd be no hope for democracy

Without sinewithout confession

What's the use in believing at all

His love? br> his love? br> his love is very easy love