There is more to love,
So much more,
Than simply making love
That s easy.
Gazing into eyes,
Pretty eyes,
Which could be any eyes
That s crazy.
Hands are just hands,
A face is just a face
They come and go
They re easy to replace
There is more to love,
So much more,
Than moon-struck escapades
That s nothing.
There is peace of mind,
So much peace,
In quiet company
That s something.
Everyone but him
Seems wrong for me
Every time I feel
There has to be
More
If I could hear
The music I heard then,
I d never let
It fade away again
There is more to love,
So much more,
Than simply making love
That s easy.
Gazing into eyes,
Pretty eyes,
Which could be any eyes
That s crazy.
Now each time
Love reaches out to me,
I can only feel
There has to be
So much more
To love