When you speak to me,
I heard the world sing.
When you stare at me,
I feel the sun's heat.
If your back's to me,
I know there's something in my dream going on.
I know it's wishful thinking.
Like dropping a quarter into a toilet bowl.
But I ain't worried at all.
Cause when the world belongs to,
when the world belongs to love,
it belongs to us,
it belongs to love.
When the world belongs to love,
it belongs to us.
Taking a ride up
on a lazy elevator
all the way to the roof, where cables have no hold on us.
And I, I ain't worried at all.
I ain't worried at all.
With out past forgiven.
It's okay to have illusions,
someone to share with.
Cause when the world belongs to,
when the world belongs to love,
it belongs to us,
it belongs to love.
When the world belongs to love,
it belongs to us.
Cause when the world belongs to,
when the world belongs to love,
it belongs to us,
it belongs to love.
When the world belongs to love,
it belongs to us.
When the world belongs to,
when the world belongs to love,
it belongs to us,
it belongs to love.
it belongs to us,
it belongs to love.
You won't disown me when I'm old.
You won't disown me when I'm old.
You won't disown me when I'm old.
You won't disown me when I'm old.
You won't disown me when I'm old.
You won't disown me when I'm old.