Two Wooden Beams کے بول

What is love? What is His name? Who is His son? Is He okay? Or was it all A part of His plans? The thorns on His brow The nails in his hands I'm not perfect and purchased by blood I gave Him nothing and He gave it all All the words in the world aren't enough Cause I can't define, can't deny Your Love, it bleeds It's whipped and it's bruised, it was hung on a tree All for me Love is the blood stains on two wooden beams Where is love? Where did it go? Lately it seems like nobody knows In a world where money's the game We traded true love For pocket change I'm not perfect and purchased by blood I gave Him nothing and He gave it all All the words in the world aren't enough Cause I can't define, can't deny Your Love, it bleeds It's whipped and it's bruised, it was hung on a tree All for me Love is the blood stains on two wooden beams Lord knows I've tried But I can't describe No I can't define, can't deny, oh Love, it bleeds It's whipped and it's bruised, it was hung on a tree All for me Love is the blood stains on two wooden beams Love, it bleeds It's whipped and it's bruised, it was hung on a tree All for me Love is the blood stains on two wooden beams Love is the blood stains on two wooden beams On two wooden beams