Beloved I say to you
there is no doubt that
there will be adversities,
And knowing the absurdities
of the world we’ve inherited,
not every day will be easy.
But I will remain
in love with you,
and you will remain
in love with me,
and we will be happy.

That’s a prophecy.

And on our side the grass
will be the deepest
shade of green.

That’s a prophecy.
That's a prophecy

That’s a prophecy,
that’s a promise.
Nothing can break the
hearts of the honest.
That’s a prophecy, a
word of knowledge.
Our words softly spoken can
raise dead dreams to life.
That’s a prophecy.

Beloved I get down on my
knees for you more than a
saint in a month of Sundays
and pray that when
I lay you down to sleep
your rest is clear and deep,
but you can still hear me say,
that I will remain in love with
you and you will remain
in love with me,
and we will be happy.
That’s a prophecy.

And on our side the grass
will be the deepest
shade of green.

That’s a prophecy.
That’s a prophecy.

That’s a prophecy,
that’s a promise.
Nothing can break the
hearts of the honest.
That’s a prophecy,
a word of knowledge.
Our words softly spoken can
raise dead dreams to life.
That’s a prophecy.
That’s a prophecy.

Beloved I take you by the hand,
throw your cross
over my shoulder
and carry it all the way.
And on this journey
we are loving we’ll
speak miracles into existence
everytime, everytime,
everytime we say,
that I’ll remain
in love with you
and you will
remain in love with me,
and we will be happy.
That’s a prophecy.

And on our side the grass
will be the deepest
shade of green.

That’s a prophecy.
That's a prophect

That’s a prophecy,
that’s a promise.
Nothing can break the
hearts of the honest.
That’s a prophecy, a
word of knowledge.
Our words softly spoken
can raise dead dreams to life.

That’s a prophecy.
That’s a prophecy.