You can't manufacture a miracle

The silence was pitful-that day

And love is getting too cynical

Passion's just physical-these days

 You analyse everyong you meet

But get no sign -the loving kind

Every night you admit defeat

And cry yourself blind

If you can't wake up in the moring

'Cause your bed lies vacant at night

If you're lost,hurt,tired or lonely

 Can't you control it-try as you might

May you find that love that won't leave you

May you find it by the end of the day

You won't be lost,hurt,tired and lonely

Something beautiful will come your way

The DJ said on the radio

Life should be stereo-each day

 And the past that cast the unsuitable

 Instead of some kind of beautiful

You just couldn't wait

All your friends think you're satisfied

But they can't see your soul .no .no.no

Forgot the time feeling petrified

 When they lived alone