I was never fed love from a silver spoon
So I learned to lick it off the knives
My tongue bears the scars of razors cutting deep into my flesh
From loving men that drained my soul of its worth
Until my search led me to calvary
Where I met the man that took the horse whips for my back
And had the metal nails drilled into His hands for my sake
Oh there at His feet I learned what love meant
No it wasn't a red beeping heart
No it wasn't a rich velvet cake
No it wasn't a warm blanket feeling
Love was the cross carved from the tree where my savior hanged
It was love but from the tree
No it wasn't a red beeping heart
No it wasn't a rich velvet cake
No it wasn't a warm blanket feeling
Love was the cross carved from the tree where my savior hanged
It was love but from the tree
(It was love) No it wasn't a red beeping heart
(It was love yeah) No it wasn't a rich velvet cake, (No no no no)
(It was love) No it wasn't a warm blanket feeling
Love was the cross carved from the tree where my savior hanged
It was love but from the tree