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Born Of The Want Of Something More
Born of the want of something more
We search for the heart that's pure
Through false starts and shattered hearts
We chart a course to find a love that's sure
Through the rocks and reefs we set sail
For the promised land of the wishing well
Where the hearts, they say, are solid gold
Time stands still and you never grow old, my love
Let's take it now, loves an open sea
Won't you come along set sail with me
'Cross the grand divide to the lovin' side
Let's take it now, ride the tide of love
We can ride the wind of a gentle breeze
We'll hold on tight through the stormy seas
When the sun breaks through the sky above
We'll make home port the land of love, my dear
We'll look back, where the icy sea
Once held us lost from our destiny
In each other's arms on this golden shore
Born of the want of something more, much more
Let's take it now, loves an open sea
Won't you come along set sail with me
'Cross the grand divide to the lovin' side
Let's take it now, ride the tide of love
Copyright © 2002 Brett Martin Smith
