Love from the Tree

I was never fed love from a silver spoon So I learned to lick it off the knives My tongue bears the scars of razors cutting deep into my flesh From loving men that drained my soul of its worth Until my search led me to calvary Where I met the man that took the horse whips for my back And had the metal nails drilled into His hands for my sake Oh there at His feet I learned what love meant No it wasn't a red beeping heart No it wasn't a rich velvet cake No it wasn't a warm blanket feeling Love was the cross carved from the tree where my savior hanged It was love but from the tree No it wasn't a red beeping heart No it wasn't a rich velvet cake No it wasn't a warm blanket feeling Love was the cross carved from the tree where my savior hanged It was love but from the tree (It was love) No it wasn't a red beeping heart (It was love yeah) No it wasn't a rich velvet cake, (No no no no) (It was love) No it wasn't a warm blanket feeling Love was the cross carved from the tree where my savior hanged It was love but from the tree