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