I want to walk with you
At sunset in Barbados.
I want to talk to you,
And share a drink at Friends Bar.
Until we drift away, into the neon.
Oh lights, I want to know:
Where does your love come from (Whenever you feel low?)
Where does your love come from?
Come from?
I want to see you smile.
Forget about Golders Green;
We'll walk a hundred miles.
The sand and sea between us,
And the ocean sings our unwritten story.
Oh waves, I want to know:
Where does your love come from (Whenever you feel low?)
Where does your love come from?
Where does your love come from (When you're stuck in status quo?)
Where does your love come from?
Come from?
It is alright to go along.
We have done nothing wrong.
I feel alive, I breath again.
It is alright to go along.
We have done nothing wrong.
I feel alive, I breath again.
Where does your love come from (Whenever you feel low?)
Where does your love come from?
Where does your love come from (When you're stuck in status quo?)
Where does your love come from?
It is alright to go along.
We have done nothing wrong.
I feel alive, I breath again.
It is alright to go along.
We have done nothing wrong.
I feel alive, I breath again.
