Two Wooden Beams

What is love what is His name Who is His Son Is He okay or was it all A part of His plans The thorns on His brow The nails in His hands I'm not perfect I'm purchased by blood I gave Him nothing He gave it all All the words in the world aren't enough Cause I can't define Can't deny oh Love it bleeds His whips and His bruises Was hung on a tree all for me Love is the bloodstains on 2 wooden beams Where is love Where did it go Lately seems but nobody knows In a world where money's to gain We traded true love for a pocket change I'm not perfect I'm purchased by blood I gave Him nothing and He gave it all All the words in the world aren't enough Cause I can't define Can't deny oh Love it bleeds His whips and His bruises Was hung on a tree all for me Love is the bloodstains on 2 wooden beams Lord knows I've tried but I can't describe No I can't define Can't deny oh Love it bleeds it's ripped and it bruised It was hung on a tree all for me Love is blood stains on two wooden beams Love it bleeds it's ripped and it bruised It was hung on a tree all for me Love is blood stains on two wooden beams Love is blood stains on two wooden beams On two wooden beams Show quoted text