Alan Semerdjian: Music
Your Love
(Alan Semerdjian)
YOUR LOVE/ a. semerdjian
I wake up
Thirty days without love
Is more than enough
You were wrong
I was wrong let’s make up
Stir the bottom of another cup
A hand is everything
To reach for
When the distance seems too threatening
What would they say
If they knew anyway
It’s not independent’s day
So lend me your ears
Spin me a home
In the best room of your heart
A hand is everything
To reach for
When the distance gets too threatening
We cannot right wrong
In the words of a song
Ain’t no right wrong anyway
When you’re in the middle lane of your own highway
Your love it comes
It comes and goes
Your love it comes
It comes and goes
Your love it comes
Your love it comes and goes