The Love We Take
written by Gary Marks © 1988 Arewea Co. ASCAP

Your eyes or mine
it doesn't really matter now.
One heart aligned
feeling strong and reaching out.
 
I used to try to steal love
I used to try to win a dream.
 
All the love we take and hide away
we swear does not get lost
it's just all being saved
but love has to be remade
every day or it's over.
 
City evening turns
city eyes turn home again.
Colors brown on gray
coats and life pulled tightly in.
 
Easy to retreat from love
with no one else compelled to give.

All the love we take and hide away
we swear does not get lost
it's just all being saved
but love has to be remade
every day or it's over.

Why wait for the perfect time
for the perfect within ourselves
why wait so long to give and take love?

All the love we take and hide away
we swear does not get lost
it's just all being saved
but love has to be remade
every day or it's over.

. . . . Just got to give love away