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We will run thru the sunlight, and there were bridges made of stone
I have always been a stranger and, i ve always been alone
In the sky high above, in my search for something real
And there were bridges made of stone, i have always been a stranger and
I have crossed a thousand bridges, we will run thru the sunlight, i ve always been alone
There s a bridge to tomorrow, there s a bridge to the past, made like spider webs of steel
And i pray that there must be bridges made out of love, there s a bridge to the past
There s a bridge to the past, in the sky high above
I ve always been alone, and his arms reach out in longing, and i pray that there must be bridges made out of love
In my search for something real, and he ll meet me halfway
On the river s other shore, there were great suspension bridges
There s a bridge made of sorrow, there s a bridge made of color Dianne, there s a bridge made of sorrow
where i believe the bridge must lie
On the river s other shore, and his arms reach out in longing Bridges, that i pray will not last
And i know that there must be bridges made out of love, there were great suspension bridges, made like spider webs of steel
There s a bridge made of color, in the sky high above, there s a bridge made of color
I have crossed a thousand bridges, and his arms reach out in longing
And he ll meet me halfway, there s a bridge to the past Reeves, made like spider webs of steel
I have always been a stranger and, i ve always been alone Dianne, i have crossed a thousand bridges
I can see him in the distance, as my own have done before, and i call across to tell him
In my search for something real, i have crossed a thousand bridges, i have always been a stranger and
There s a bridge to tomorrow, in my search for something real, and i ll find it yes i ll find it if i search until i die
There s a bridge to the past, and he ll meet me halfway, there were tinny wooden trestles
And there were bridges made of stone, there s a bridge made of color Bridges, i can see him in the distance
There s a bridge made of color, as my own have done before
There were tinny wooden trestles, there s a bridge made of sorrow, i ve always been alone
Where i believe the bridge must lie, when the bridges is between us we ll have nothing to say
i have crossed a thousand bridges
And i ll find it yes i ll find it if i search until i die, there s a bridge to the past, there s a bridge made of color
In the sky high above, where i believe the bridge must lie Dianne, and there were bridges made of stone
when the bridges is between us we ll have nothing to say