Rhythm of Love

At my grandma’s house there’s a Sycamore tree
Hangin’ by the rope there’s a tire swing
Where my daddy would swing me when I was young
We’d go ‘round and ‘round and ‘round to the rhythm of love

I was 16 when I said I’d go
Take a ride with the boy from down the road
Didn’t come home ‘til after the sun came up
We crossed more than that county line to the rhythm of love

Chorus:
The rhythm of love is the rhythm of life
It beats in all of us somewhere deep inside
If there’s one thing that I’m sure of
It’s this ‘ol world goes around and ‘round to the rhythm of love

Wheels on the bus go ‘round and ‘round
Bought a one-way ticket right out of town
Gonna show ‘em all what I was made of
So I went and chased my dreams to the rhythm of love

To chorus

On my wall there’s a picture of dad and me
He’s swingin’ me around that ol’ sycamore tree
It’s there to remind me where I came from
And how I was raised to the rhythm of love