Four ways to the language that seems to confuse me, I refuse to work inside that cell any more. I canât see any reason for you to doubt it - Certain needs of life answer to your call.
Chorus: Our love is stronger, Our love is stronger. Iâm waitinâ for our love to show, Iâm waitinâ for our love to grow. Waitinâ for our love to show, Waitinâ for our love to grow.
Cynics must have their own little reward - Information shared, heavy as trust. Wise men have always been our installed radar. I can take some destined caress for us.
Chorus
People tryinâ to guide us into an old scene, Emotional mortgages at every door.
Searchinâ for the joy of every day life - Is there another future weâre tryinâ for?