Hearing inside, your heart whispers the truth,
He's playing your song and it's playing for you,
I've been in love and I've been around,
I've seen hearts die without making a sound.
Toeing the line, nearing the end,
You reach out, reach out,
Oh, you reach out again.
Aren't we all winners in this crowded old world?
And once in a while you go running home,
Aren't we all singers always singing the blues?
And once in a while you go running home.
Always our light, he is always leading us home,
So why do we hide from the love he has show?
I've been in love, oh, and I've been around,
I've seen hearts die without making a sound.
Toeing the line, nearing the end,
You reach out, reach out,
Oh, you reach out again.
Aren't we all winners in this crowded old world?
And once in a while you go running home,
Aren't we all singers always singing the blues?
And once in a while you go running home.
Aren't we all winners in this crowded old world?
And once in a while you go running home,
Aren't we all singers always singing the blues?
And once in a while you go running home.