Joni Mitchell

Although I speak in tongues
Of men and angels
Im just sounding brass
And tinkling cymbals without love--
Love suffers long--
Love is kind!--
Enduring all things--
Love has no evil in mind
If I had the gift of prophecy--
And all the knowledge--
And the faith to move the mountains
Even if I understood all of the mysteries--
If I didnt have love
Id be nothing
Love--never looks for love--
Loves not puffed up--
Or envious--
Or touchy--