Turn the page, can't turn the light out
Every word every line carries to my soul
Dark letters on a page singing so loud
Where did I go wrong not to hear You?
Eighteen years, I guess it was alright
I let You do the thinking, I'd just bide my time
Father to son, Sunday hand me down
Where did I go wrong not to hear Your song?
IT'S A BEAUTIFUL SOUND
MOVIN' THROUGH THE CROWD
VOICES LIFTED UP ON HIGH FOR YOU
IT'S A BEAUTIFUL SONG
WE'VE ONLY JUST BEGUN
TO UNDERSTAND REDISCOVERING YOU
To have found You and still be looking for You
It's the soul's paradox of love
You fill my cup, I lift it up for more
I won't stop now that I'm free
I'll be chasing You like You chase me
Something tells me it's alright
You know it's gonna be alright
From Love Liberty Disco, 1999
Written by Peter Furler, Phil Joel
