Richard Marx. Love Goes On. Zeneszám
Elusive happiness can be like promises
That rest so gently on our pillow
We stood out on the ledge and leaned over the edge
And nearly fell right through that window
There were those who had us done by now
Baby, we've only just begun
The world may crash and burn, suddenly just cease to turn
But love goes on
It may look out of reach, and time may rob us like a thief
But love goes on, our love goes on
No one may recognize what lives behind our eyes
Sometimes the good times are the hardest
And when my strength is gone, it's you that I lean on
A light at the end of all my darkness
And in the end if I know nothing else
The answer is only in your arms
The world may crash and burn or suddenly just cease to turn
But love goes on
It may look out of reach and time may rob us like a thief
But love goes on
And in the end if I know nothing else
The answer is right here in your arms
It's always in your arms
The world may crash and burn or suddenly just cease to turn
But love goes on
It may look out of reach and time may rob us like a thief
But love goes on
Oh, love goes on
It may look out of reach and time may rob us like a thief
But love goes on
That rest so gently on our pillow
We stood out on the ledge and leaned over the edge
And nearly fell right through that window
There were those who had us done by now
Baby, we've only just begun
The world may crash and burn, suddenly just cease to turn
But love goes on
It may look out of reach, and time may rob us like a thief
But love goes on, our love goes on
No one may recognize what lives behind our eyes
Sometimes the good times are the hardest
And when my strength is gone, it's you that I lean on
A light at the end of all my darkness
And in the end if I know nothing else
The answer is only in your arms
The world may crash and burn or suddenly just cease to turn
But love goes on
It may look out of reach and time may rob us like a thief
But love goes on
And in the end if I know nothing else
The answer is right here in your arms
It's always in your arms
The world may crash and burn or suddenly just cease to turn
But love goes on
It may look out of reach and time may rob us like a thief
But love goes on
Oh, love goes on
It may look out of reach and time may rob us like a thief
But love goes on
Marx, Richard
Marx, Richard