We’ve crossed the landscape
Far the Avenue
I’ve let my heart heal
Oh we’ll see it throughNow the grass is green
Let’s go for a walk
And all that’s left between
The silence in our love

God
God Above
The silence in our love

Plea
Perfect Plea
Plea is to be
Perfect Plea

God Above

Plea
Perfect Plea
Plea is to be
Perfect Plea

Perfect name is
God
Plea Perfect PleaThe silence in our love

You’re above all thing GodMy god aboveOh LordYou’re above all things God

Don’t forget
To take a little time
Give yourself a little respectDon’t sweat
Everything will work out fine
And I know sometimes it feels
Like you just wanna quit
You’re a square peg in a round holeYou just don’t fit

Well I suggest you hold on tight

Here it comes
Here it comes
I hope you’re ready for some fun ‘cause here it comes

Believe the hype
Every second of every minute
Can be pure delight
Here’s the reasonHere’s the key to life
Just wait for a wave then ride
And I know sometimes it feels
Like you just wanna quit
But there ain’t a perfect shape that ya have to fit

Everything is gonna be alright

Here it comes
Here it comes
I hope you’re ready for some fun ‘cause here it comes

Come out and playCelebrate that sweet relief
Is on it’s way

Here it comes
Here it comes
Here it comes
I hope you’re ready for the sun ‘cause here it comes

Yeah yeah yeah hmm

One thing that I’ve learned
This life was made for love
No good on my own
And we need each other

Someone to share
Always be there
And when you’re down and out
Lean on my shoulder
Someone to share
Always be there
And when you’re down and out
We’ll have each other

Alright alright alright
It will be

I've been thinking through days past
Me and you, summer afternoons
I need to know

Where do the gone things go?
Where do the gone things go?

Drifting through the waves I felt
That sense of loss we never get across
And words can't say

Where do the gone things go?
Where do the gone things go?

Driving on that hillside springtime light
There was no need to tell yourself that all is fine

Where do the gone things go?
Where do the gone things go?

Surely the time knows
Surely the time knows