All My Love - Hoyle

Glory to God

The spirit ain’t alcohol

I’m tripping over words when I heard you say

«You care for me»

You don’t have to feel good

And you don’t have to feel God

To know the divine will find you

And still receive

All my love

You talk about Jesus, like he needs us

Like the mind of God of you hold

But, I lift my hands up because he didn’t let go