Currency of Love - Joseph Arthur

I have no real currency

But the currency of love

I have no one to trust

But the Lord up above

I have no one that fits

Like a hand in a glove

I have no real currency

But the currency of love

Sideways and broken

Confused upside-down

With you in my circus

I go from strongman to clown

I have no real weapon

But a fist or a shove

I have no real currency

But the currency of love

How hollow are you

How unaware

Your laws have been broken

Now no one is there

But in a moment of worship

You become a dove

With nothing to offer

But the currency of love

Alive at the station

Dead on a train

With both of us ravaged

In the winds of your pain

How hollow are you

How unaware

Your laws have been broken

Now no one is there

Lost one more struggle

I broke every rule

To become a monster

In the coat of a fool

Trying to find diamonds

In a world of mud

What else could we want for

But the currency of love

The currency of love

The currency of love

The currency of love

The currency of love

The currency of love

The currency of love

I ain’t got no money

I ain’t got no money

The currency of love

The currency of love

The currency of love…