Idioma Origen:
Al McKay, Philip Bailey & Steve Beckmeier
I thirst but never quench
I know the consequence, feeling as I do
We're in a spinning top
where, tell me, will it stop
and what am I to say
Open our music book, that only few can look
and I'll write a song for you
Love is a symphony, hearts in one melody
'Cause I write a song for you
Sounds never dissipate, they only recreate
in another place
There in your silent night joy of a song's delight
'Cause I write a song for you
You'll write a song for me, We write a song for love
My magical mystique, finding it all complete
in a lovely face, feeling we try to chase
memories that won't erase, stay forever new
We have a magic box in which is never locked
'Cause I write a song for you
You'll write a song for me
We'll write a song of love yeah
We write a song of love my baby
Write a song of love
Idioma Destino:
Al McKay, Philip Bailey & Steve Beckmeier
I thirst but never quench
I know the consequence, feeling as I do
We're in a spinning top
where, tell me, will it stop
and what am I to say
Open our music book, that only few can look
and I'll write a song for you
Love is a symphony, hearts in one melody
'Cause I write a song for you
Sounds never dissipate, they only recreate
in another place
There in your silent night joy of a song's delight
'Cause I write a song for you
You'll write a song for me, We write a song for love
My magical mystique, finding it all complete
in a lovely face, feeling we try to chase
memories that won't erase, stay forever new
We have a magic box in which is never locked
'Cause I write a song for you
You'll write a song for me
We'll write a song of love yeah
We write a song of love my baby
Write a song of love