If I tell you something you need to know I gotta back it up, I gotta let it show We could be so loud if we could write a song that makes us all proud But without love it's just a sound CHORUS Everybody show what we know And let the good stuff flow Everybody show what we know And let the good stuff flow I could speak with tongues of angels Apologetics in a slick rhetoric Either way without love my words are dead We have love, we have forgiveness We have grace without a limit So if it has been revealed to us Should it not then be contagious? CHORUS (One-two-three-four-five-six) (One-two-three-four-five-six) We got the rhythm, we got the rhyme Print up a t-shirt, throw them a line We got the rhythm, we got the rhyme Print up a t-shirt, throw them a line But without love we are nothing But without love we are nothing But without love we are nothing But without love we are nothing more than CHORUS CHORUS