A Place Where Love Is

You live your life here
And it’s a sad, sad story
That each one of us
Awaits a day of glory

But why, but why, do you think flowers die?
Why do you think babies cry?
For old people like you and me
Brothers and sisters, I wish there would be
A place where love is

Each generation believes it will have a new day
But it can only suffer what we had to think
But somehow this is why desert has sand
And why Mama never felt the warmth of a good man

Why, do you think flowers die?
Why do you think babies cry?
For old people like you and me
Brothers and sisters, I wish they would be

All of us sharing 100 years of hate
And we can’t even get together
To change the hand of me

Why, why this is why the winter is cold
And for some reason, we each grow old
I thought this was the future
But it’s only mystery
Brothers and sisters, I wish that would be
A place where love is
A place where love is
A place where love is
A place where love is