After The Love Has Gone
If we should come too close, we run away
Didn't we want this after all
Climbing so high that we become afraid
What if we can't survive the fall
for as we dance the orchestra plays blind and scoreless
still the symphony never strays
Even when the moonlight turns your heart to stone
lying side by side, feels like you're alone
these eyes, wide awake 'til dawn
watch an endless night
after the love has gone
Are we just faces from a masquerade
banging our heads against the wall
these are the days we rush to come of age
no turning back, but i recall...
A place of midsummer madness
played with the senses
on the edge of a timeless page
Once upon a cold night on the wings of a storm
in enchanted light, lovers and dreams were born
soul rise, life's eternal sun
that grows old and died
after the love has gone
love is a tapestry life can fray at the corners
but it's colours should never fade
when you're love has gone
love becomes a fine wine slowly spilt from the grail
it's a bed of nails no one can lie upon
this time live and breathe as one
for it's much too late after the love has gone.
Didn't we want this after all
Climbing so high that we become afraid
What if we can't survive the fall
for as we dance the orchestra plays blind and scoreless
still the symphony never strays
Even when the moonlight turns your heart to stone
lying side by side, feels like you're alone
these eyes, wide awake 'til dawn
watch an endless night
after the love has gone
Are we just faces from a masquerade
banging our heads against the wall
these are the days we rush to come of age
no turning back, but i recall...
A place of midsummer madness
played with the senses
on the edge of a timeless page
Once upon a cold night on the wings of a storm
in enchanted light, lovers and dreams were born
soul rise, life's eternal sun
that grows old and died
after the love has gone
love is a tapestry life can fray at the corners
but it's colours should never fade
when you're love has gone
love becomes a fine wine slowly spilt from the grail
it's a bed of nails no one can lie upon
this time live and breathe as one
for it's much too late after the love has gone.
Credits
Writer(s): Jay Graydon, David W. Foster, Bill Champlin
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