Kiss it goodbye?
Or breathe some life into this thing we love,
This thing we call our love.
To let it die?
Or to build a life on what we've won,
To build on what we've won.
No, no, no
We can make our lovin' grow,
If we can only have some time with it,
To breathe a little life in it.
Love can grow, Love can grow.
And though I try,
I simply can't ignore the inner voice,
That's whisperin' it's warnin'.
So go to sleep,
And forget about the way it is,
'till it wakes you in the mornin'.
How I know
That love can grow
Yeah I know
That love can grow.