Thursday, October 20, 2005,9:45 PM
You can’t manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful that day.
And love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical these days
You analyse everyone you meet
But get no sign the loving kind
Every night you admit defeat
And cry yourself blind
If you can't wake up in the morning
Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it, try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way
The DJ said on the radio
Life should be stereo, each day
And the past that cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful, you just couldn't wait
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified, when they lived alone
If you can't wake up in the morning
Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it, try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way
It'll come your way
It'll come your way some kind of beautiful
It'll come your way some kind of beautiful
It'll come your way some kind of beautiful
It'll come your way
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no no no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone