Papa (God) our Father, how can we make more love?

Papa (God): Don’t know exactly how to ask You,
To tell you things that I’ve been thinking of,
I know You want us all to prosper,
Especially when it comes to love…

I don’t know if I should be on my knees,
Or in a closet, hidden by myself,
In a church where everyone is praying,
All I know is that we need your help…

Chorus:

Papa, tell me … how did You first make love,
Will You please send down the recipe,
I think we’re running out in this old world below,
Like You said, our hearts are waxing cold…
Papa, tell me … how can we make more love…

You tell us to “Love our neighbor as thyself,”
It seems like such a hard thing to do,
No one wants to stay together anymore,
And I know, love has got to come from you….

Chorus:

Papa, tell me … how did You first make love,
Will You please send down the recipe,
I think we’re running out in this old world below,
Like You said, our hearts are waxing cold…
Papa, tell me … how can we make more love…

Dear Papa,how can we make more love…

@2011 Roses In The Rain Music Publishing,
Nashville,TN–All Rights Reserved

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  • myverse on May 7, 2011

    is there any love at all left in this world? ask your papa for me.

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