(Intro)
How can we not know love when we were never shown it?

(Verse)
Little Richie was in the runt of the litter, given a thick hide by father and brothers
Identified more with his sisters and mother, always felt a bad different from the others
A lovin’ marriage from the outside, but how ferociously he'd hit her
Richie stood by the bleach white bedside
May held his face in her hands while he cried
Hush, now, precious lamb, everythin’ will be alright
I know how it looks but I swear he's a good man
Oh baby girl he has a much bigger plan
I have my family, I have my health, and I'm quite content with that
How can you say this time that will be alright?
How can you still look in his eyes and see the love of your life?
He works for all things for good! In the end, it is love that wins! 
In the end ,it is love x 2 
(Verse)
To love was his inclination
Belief, his dearest passion
A beautiful escape from resentment, fear of the next consequence 

(Bridge)
How can we not know love when were never shown it?
He'd wait on his lonesome for that blue hair in her station wagon
Attendin’ those Baptist services alone, in the house of the Lord, he found purpose and a home
Richie stood on a chair, peeked over the pulpit, reminded himself and the beloved, 
Now lackin’ in youthful with
This is what's promised
How we to know how to love when every attempt is met with the back of a hand?
And will only be love to mend the damned, who never grew to know compassion
Just another unfortunate, beaten senseless by his old man

(Outro)
How can you say this time that it will be alright?
How can you still look in his eyes and see the love of your life?
He works all things for good! In the end, it's love that wins!
How can you say? X 2