Mockingbirds sing, sing me what the Lord was singing
On the day he made the water the color of the blues
Sing me that song, sing me to till the heavens rising
On the day He made the water the color of my baby's eyes

Love her in the ways you want to be loved
Love her in the ways she wants to be loved
Love her in the ways you want to be loved

But the way I'm loving her it must not be enough
'Cause in the way she cries it only tears me up
I feel dead inside and dying and if you give up

Don't give up on love, don't give up on love

The rivers they run, they run until they get too tired
Until they run behind the houses and they become a creek
When I was a child I ran until the creek became a river
When it turned into the ocean I wondered why He'd made it so deep

Love her in the ways you want to be loved
Love her in the ways you want to be loved
Love her in the ways you want to be loved

But the way I'm loving her must not be enough
'Cause the way she cries it only tears me up
I feel dead inside and dying don't give up
'Cause in a way that she's crying it only tears me up
I feel dead inside and dying, don't give up

Don't give up on love, don't give up on love
Don't give up on love, don't give up on love

Love her in the ways you want to be loved
Love her in the ways you want to be loved
Love her in the ways you want to be loved
Sometimes it ain't enough, sometimes it ain't enough

But don't give up on love
Don't give up on love
Don't give up on love
Don't give up on love