Air Supply – Love And Other Bruises

As the time slips through your fingers

Till it’s almost time to go

And the morning breaks between us

And the ice melts into snow.

I’m alright loving you

I’m alright loving you

(nakarat)

Love and other bruises didn’t have to choose us

But it did and I’m alive and I’m trying to survive

Love and other bruises makes us all good losers

I can’t help it talking loud it’s because I’m on a cloud.

Won’t you please take me home

Won’t you please please take me home

I’m so mixed up over you

I don’t want to be alone.

I’m alright loving you

I’m alright loving you