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 ...