Lyrics
Love... lies beneath me
So discretely we slip into this life
Love... don't come too quickly
Sometimes the missing is all you need to find
Each time you think it may be the last time
Hoping you found the Golden Key
At night you drift off and wonder, "Can it be?"
Love... the equation
Without reason, logic or design
Love... the perfection
Of your reflection in your Mother's eyes
Each time you think it may be the last time
Hoping you found the Golden Key
At night you drift off and wonder, "Is it me?"
Love is like a warm wind
That comes a-waltzin'
Perfect ¾ time