Where has all my love gone to
All the love I poured on you
Where has all the love gone to
Was it all, was it all wasted?
The actions and the calls of love
Disappear like flying doves
Is there meaning I can’t give
Was it all, was it all wasted?
Pouring fragrance on his feet
Money wasted, it might seem
Signs and symbols darkly gleam
Nothing ever is, nothing ever is wasted
We all live in faith our love
Where it comes from, how it does
We live in faith , like hand in glove
Pour the love and let it rove
Excess and glorious as above
For it’s made to be,made to be wasted
How my heart sings 