Where did we go wrong that it’s common place
For the world to think we live to stand for hate
One too many picket sign
Has deflected one too many times
The fact that all our lives were simply meant to give away
Oh, we’re all messed up
Oh, but isn’t that the point of love?

We are, we are
We are all broken people
But we’ve been set free and loved
We are, we are
We are the chosen people
Forgiven much
So where’s our love?
Our love, our love
So where’s our love?
Our love, our love

We come into this mess, sin upon our heads
Born equals in a race that ends only with death
But we’ve been running in reverse
Since love conquered death’s dark curse
Shouldn’t we reflect His love to a world hung by a thread
Oh, we’re all messed up
Oh, but isn’t that the point of love?

Chorus

Oh, we’re all messed up
Oh, but isn’t that the point of love?

Chorus

So, reach out, there’s someone you know
That has never seen God’s love
Reach out, someone you love
Feels like they’ve never been enough
Reach out, the untouchables
The un-reachables, the never thought of’s
Are in need, they’re in need
They’re in need of our love
Our love, our love, our love

(Chris Sligh) ©2010 Universal Music - Brentwood Benson Songs (BMI) / Kindacrazy Music (BMI) (All rights for the world obo Kindacrazy Music adm. by Universal Music - Brentwood Benson Songs)