Sing My Love.

Words could never say, the way.
He says my name
He calls me lovely
No one ever sees, the way.
He looks at me
He sees me, holy.
Words could never hold, this love that burns my soul
Heaven holds me.
Heaven holds me

I can't hold my love back from you
I can't hold my love back from you
I've gotta sing, I've gotta sing, sing my love.

You would not believe, the way.
He touches me
He burns right through me
And I could not forget, every Word He Said.
He always knew me
The earth could never hold, this love that burns my soul.
Heaven holds me
Heaven holds me

I can't hold my love back from you
I can't hold my love back from you
I've gotta sing, I've gotta sing, sing my love.

I can't hold my praise back from you
I can't hold my praise back from you
I've gotta shout, I've gotta shout, shout my praise.

Oh praise the Lord, praise the Lord.
My soul makes, makes its boast, in the Lord.

Define Music.

Music is a pulse that reflects our everyday living tempo. It affects nearly every aspect of our day-to-day existence. Music is sound ordered in time and time measured by sound. It is a form of communication - its own abstract language - that provokes emotional response and thought. It is not concrete, nor is it ideas by manner of nouns, verbs, or adjectives. Music is organized noise that changes over time to reflect its social and historical context.