I feel lonely and cold and with noone to hold.
The world whirs by without a sound, no chance
to go on the rebound. Love is in the air tonight,
a place to be, a place I might...a place where I can
rest not fight. This soulless empty pitch has spilled
over, an unhinged glitch...Where does a stitch in time
save nine when nothing is growing on the vine.
Love is lost but not forlorn, my soul weeps tattered and
torn, waiting to be reborn.
The glory of your face is all I need to restore my faith,
at long last we meet, embrace...it is worth it to feel your
loving grace.
The world whirs by without a sound, no chance
to go on the rebound. Love is in the air tonight,
a place to be, a place I might...a place where I can
rest not fight. This soulless empty pitch has spilled
over, an unhinged glitch...Where does a stitch in time
save nine when nothing is growing on the vine.
Love is lost but not forlorn, my soul weeps tattered and
torn, waiting to be reborn.
The glory of your face is all I need to restore my faith,
at long last we meet, embrace...it is worth it to feel your
loving grace.
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Things are getting tough, and I could go for some relaxing words.