Winter came so soon, like summer never happened
We're players on a stage, with roles already scripted
Working for a wage, and living for today
On a giant piece of dirt, spinning in the universeBut I can't hear your cry out there
And I can't feel you close to me
One day at a time, inch by inch
For every kiss, on lover's lips
Four lost souls, drink and come home
Friend's not here, we shed our tearsAll I want to do, is make the right impression
Instrument of truth, soldier with no weapons
I care so much for you, i'd crawl a thousand miles
Through deserts full of sand, my love in every landI can't hear your cry out there, and I can't feel you everywhere
One day at a time, inch by inch
For every kiss, on lover's lips
Four lost souls, who can't come home
My friend's not here, we shed our tearsOne day at a time, inch by inch
For every kiss, on lover's lips
Four lost souls, who can't come home
Their friend's not here, we shed our tearsi can feel your presence there, landed softly to the air
One day at a time, inch by inch
For every kiss, on lover's lips
Four lost souls, we can't come home
Songwriters
SUMNER, BERNARD / CHAPMAN, THOMAS LOUIS / CUNNINGHAM, PHILLIP / GILBERT, GILLIAN LESLEY / MORRIS, STEPHEN PAUL DAVID / ROWLANDS, THOMAS OWEN MOSTYNPublished by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group