When we first spoke of love
Or a spirit from above
You asked how I knew
there was something watching after me and you

You smiled and you said 
"I was lucky to feel that"
And I tried to convey, what  
I figured out for me and for my way
 [bad word]  
It's like the wind
I can't see it, I can't touch it, still
I feel it's there, 
when I close my eyes
I feel wonder, beauty, joy and love
That's the core of everything

Is it I'm or a she
Or a light inside of me
Is it love, is it God
It doesn't really matter what it's called
It doesn't really matter what it's called
 [bad word]  [bad word] 

Is it I'm or a she 
or a light inside of me
Is it love, is it God
It doesn't really matter what it's called
It doesn't really matter what it's called