Christopher Cross - Every Turn Of The World lyrics

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Christopher Cross - Every Turn Of The World lyrics

We think about the loves we lost Will it come again We think of all the things we want Will we ever win We listen to the voice of children Will they find their way Keep an open heart The answer to it all's a wish away Never let the tears you're crying blind you To the dream that's waiting to find you 'Cause there's one more chance With every turn of the world Is it gold or glory, a taste of freedom Or the strong warm touch of a body There are all these things With every turn of the world Human kindness, diamond of the heart Tearing down the old walls As long as we can share Desire's not a sin after all, oh-oh When you find yourself alone Missing tender magic touching you Keep an open heart Everything you dream can still be true Never let the tears you're crying blind you To the dream that's waiting to find you 'Cause there's one more chance (One more chance) With every turn of the world Is it gold or glory, a taste of freedom (Gold or glory) Or the strong warm touch of a body There are all these things With every turn of the world Don't let the tears you're crying blind you To the dream that's waiting to find you 'Cause there's one more chance (One more chance) With every turn of the world Oh, we all want a world we can live in And we all want a world full of love It's never too late It's never too soon Whatever you can do is enough So don't let the tears you're crying blind you To the dream that's waiting to find you 'Cause there's one more chance (One more chance) With every turn of the world Is it gold or glory, a taste of freedom (Gold or glory) Or the strong warm touch of a body (Ooh-ooh-ooh) There are all these things With every turn of the world Never let the tears you're crying blind you To the dream that's waiting to find you 'Cause there's one more chance (One more chance) With every turn of the world Is it gold or glory, a taste of freedom (Gold or glory) Or the strong warm touch of a body (Ooh-ooh-ooh) There are all these things With every turn of the world