What if we changed the rules of the game
And searched for that which cannot be found.
What if we packed up our love
In a small, beautiful box,
Closed it and wrapped it
And let it fly away.
Just like the music in the head of a deaf person,
We are numb with realisation,
That there is something greater than love.
And searched for that which cannot be found.
What if we packed up our love
In a small, beautiful box,
Closed it and wrapped it
And let it fly away.
Just like the music in the head of a deaf person,
We are numb with realisation,
That there is something greater than love.