Dark pines the moonlit road,
Winter time the crunch of snow.
I wonder will your smile show,
That love is making it's way back home.
Love is making it's way back home, (Ooh-ooh)
Love is making it's way back home, (Ooh-ooh)
Love is making it's cold weary way back home. (Ooh-ooh)
And when it's finally reappeared,
We won't ask what it has seen.
It won't say and and we won't care,
Where it's traveled in the in-between.
Love is making it's way back home,
Love is making it's way back home,
Love is making it's cold weary way back home,
To you and me.
So keep on, keep on, keep on,
Even if you can, you can't leave it long.
Hold on, hold on, hold on,
Just because it's gone, don't mean it's gone for long.
All that jazz you've heard is true,
Love is patient and love can burn.
And it won't ask to be excused,
And it won't ask if it can please return.
Some will tell ya that it's a myth,
Try to say it don't exist.
We'll shake her hands at our love's place,
When it's finally standing in our midst, yeah.
Love is making it's way back home,
Love is making it's way back home.
Love is making it's cold weary way back home.
Love is making it's way back home,
Love is making it's way back home.
Love is making it's cold weary way back home,
To you and me.
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on,
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on,
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on.
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on,
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.