I have crossed a thous and bridges
In my search for something real
There are greats us pension brigdes
Made like spider webs of steel
There are tiny woodent restles
And there are bridges made of stone
I have always, been a stranger
And I've always been alone
Melody
There's a bridge to tomorow
There's a bridge from the past
There's a bridge made of sorrow
That I pray will not last
There's a bridge made of colors
In the sky high above
And I think that there must be
Bridges made out of love
I can see her in the distance
On the river's other shore
And her hands reach out longing
As my own have done before
And I call across to tell him
Where I believe the bridge must lie
And I'll find it, Yes I'll find it
If I search until I die
When the bridge is between us
We'll have not hing to say
We will run through the sun light
And I'll meet him half way
There's a bridge made of colors
In the sky high above
And I'm certain that somewhere
There's a bridge made of love
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