The Golden Rule
From my apartment in my bedroom to the sound of your headphones
We can dream of California like it won’t run 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 chorus, 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…