Texty: Sarah Brightman. There Is More To Love.

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
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.