What We Make It


What We Make It


Some people say love is like a merry-go-'round

It goes up and down and up and down

And around and around and around and around

I can't speak for anyone except myself

But listen now before you put your heart up on the shelf

Love is what we make it. We can make love fine.

Wouldn't you like to share your love all the time.

Some people say that hope is just a dream

One or two bad times and the dream ain't what it seemed.

I don't know how other people make it by

But I know that I never did nothing until I tried

Hope is what we make it. Let your own hope grow.

Wouldn't you like to share your hope all the time.

Some people say that life is such a bore

They drag from day to day always knowing what's in store

I never felt that my own life was so abused

Unless I was doing something that I really didn't want to do.

Life is what we make. Let your spirit shine.

Wouldn't you like to share your life.

Wouldn't you like to give your life.

Wouldn't you love a heartful of life all the time.


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