There's a photograph in a gold frame on the mantle
I've never seen two people more in love
What a stark contrast to the picture of us standing
On the edge of giving in and giving up
Something so real don't just disappear
If it goes away it must go somewhere
Till we find the answer, we've got to hold on
Where does love go when it's gone?
Where does love go when it's gone?
Life's a long highway with a lot of private places
There's times that we've both thought of finding one
But there ain't no way we're giving up forever
It's like saying there won't be a rising sun
Something so real don't just disappear
If it goes away it must go somewhere
Till we find the answer we've got to hold on
Where does love go when it's gone?
Where does love go when it's gone?