From my apartment in my bedroom to the sound of your headphones
We can dream of California like it [bad word] out of gold
And I could sing the same thing over; to me it don’t get old
With the same hooks and the same words you already know

I’m still learning to live like I’ve heard nothing else
But this one thing 
Love your Savior and your neighbor like yourself

You can know everything, but your knowing won’t help
So once again
Love your Savior and your neighbor like yourself

If you listened to the [bad word]  you don’t need a second verse
And if you missed it, good, you’re honest; I’ll repeat what I said first
And I’ll keep singing the same thing over so you can’t forget the words

I’m not trying to buy you; you’re not mine to own
I’ve got nothing to sell you but all of my …
La, la, LAAAA! La, la, la la, la la, la la la …
La, la, LAAAA! La, la, la la, la la, la la, la la …

Jesus, what would You tell us today
If we asked You, “What’s the best thing we could do or say?”
Bet You’d remind us of the things that You already said
To get the point across, You did, to get it stuck inside our heads
No questions left ‘cause I’m still…