Isn't life strange, a turn of the page
Can't read like before, can we ask for more?
Each day passes by, how hard man will try?
The sea will not wait, you know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry
Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were and here we are
Isn't love strange, a word we arrange
With no thought or care, maker of despair
Each breath that we breathe, with love we must weave
To make us as one, you know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry
Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were and here we are
Isn't life strange, a turn of the page
A book without light, unless with love we write
To throw it away, to lose just a day
The quicksand of time, you know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry
Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were
Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were
Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were
Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were