Isn't life strange
a turn of the page
can 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