Michael Woodhead


Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1969, 2019

He is the center of Life itself
The great inventor upon the shelf
He places children who will grow to be good
He is the center, just like he should

He is the center, his name is Love
Ignores dissenters, and sends a dove
Pure white its colour, to welcome the king
He is the center, know what you bring

He is the center, he covers life
Mankind, repent, or face untold strife
Look deep within you, what lingers inside
He is the center, you cannot hide