Bachman — The World Is Waiting for a Love Song

Too many love songs Are sung for sorrow To reach for someone near But fall on stone deaf ears All of the anguished cries The hopes, the dreams inside The many lonely years Have passed and dried the tears Sing on, sing on Someone took the virgin's hand And helped a nation make a stand Sing on, sing on The world is waiting for a love song How many moonbeams Reach out to hold them When there are black clouds That is above them Arе we not sorry Are we not guilty For what wе've promised Will never, never reach them Sing on, sing on Someone took the virgin's hand And helped a nation make a stand Sing on, sing on The world is waiting for a love song Waiting for a love song