The Price of Love

In a world of illusions and whimsical lies
Youth that is fleeting and love songs that die
We’re searching to find the true meaning of love
Sensing it's real, and descends from above
How do you measure the care of a father
Dedicating himself to toil day by day
Every moment spent thinking of others
Sacrificing in ways he knows none can repay
Love is disputed in poems and in songs
What are we missing where have we gone wrong
Real love, it seems, is so hard to define
In view that its price is revealed over time
How do you write down the touch of a mother
Soothing her child’s cry without delay
Giving time and attention and comfort
Doing all that she can and providing a way
To reach their potential
Filling minds and hearts with light
Her words and touch are gentle
Encouragement to fight
Real love can be sharp; can cut like a sword
Truth spoken in love that the weak can't afford
Enduring the taunts, the mocking and jeers
Your reason to speak even if no one hears
How do you measure the care of a father
Dedicating himself to toil day by day
Every moment spent thinking of others
Sacrificing in ways he knows none can repay
These precious roles are essential
To pay the price of love
Helping all to reach their potential
Giving tears and sweat and blood
How do you measure the care of a father
Dedicating himself to toil day by day
Every moment spent thinking of others
Sacrificing in ways he knows none can repay
Words and Music by Layna Claunch
Vocals and Instrumentals by Layna Claunch

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