The Price of Love

Money's not the price of love
It can't give me your heart
To bring me your affection it is
Worthless from the start

For money takes me from you
Both to earn it and to spend
When what you need's to have me close
To help you learn to fend

Kindness, too, won't steal your love
Though many think it must:
"If charity begins at home
It can't create but trust"

Yet goodwill flows from me to you
Its path is one way only;
It proves how pure and kind I am
But leaves you feeling lonely

If I listen when you speak to me
And share your ins and outs
If I smile your affections and
Endure your angry bouts

Then the hours that I spend on you
Bring treasures most sublime;
There's one thing that can buy your love--
The price of love is time