Love Is Waiting
Many years I've spent alone
Trying to find a way back home
Many times that I've cried
When I see the light
Hollow days they come and go
How the nights are lonely too
I don?t want to pretend
I just want a happy end
What can I do to make it alright
I'm just here in the colour of a pale spotlight
Love is waiting on the other side
We've got to find a way to make it through the stormy tide
Love is waiting on the other side
We have to carry on in every moment of our life
Good advice is what I need
But how should I foresee
That future is a word today
One that doesn't show the way
Give me reason give me hope
Give me sunshine to help me cope
Down here on earth they say
For big love you have to pray
What can we do to make it alright
We're just here in the colour of a pale spotlight
Love is waiting on the other side
We've got to find a way to make it through the stormy tide
Love is waiting on the other side
We have to carry on in every moment of our life
I feel like talking to myself
Is there anybody else?
Love is waiting on the other side
We?ve got to find a way to make it through the stormy tide
Love is waiting on the other side
We have to carry on in every moment of our life
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