I used to think love was a dying art
Compassion couldn't live within a crowded heart
I saw my freedom in a poor man's eyes
Hope like a light, will to survive
A sense of dignity to hold up high
These are the simple things
That keep us all alive
And though the rich buy power for a time
One thing that money can't buy
Chorus
Love and compassion
(only) Love and compassion
Give it to you
Give it to me
Love and compassion
(only) Love and compassion
That's what it takes
(give love...you