Music & Lyrics: Marie-Lynn Hammond

one more time two people are saying goodbye
and one more time everyone’s wondering why
they were such a perfect couple, how can this be so?
there are reasons, but sometimes even they aren’t sure that they know

and maybe it’s because her mother
maybe it’s because his father
maybe it’s what they did or didn’t do
maybe it’s the times we live in
the strain of this nuclear age
where men have the power
and women have only rage
or maybe it’s just that her eyes are brown
and her lover’s eyes are blue
maybe it’s a phase the whole damn world
is going through
but whether it’s all or none of the above
ah, nobody knows what’s happening to love
no nobody knows what’s happening to love

and one more time we try to figure love out
old-fashioned dreams collide with newfangled doubt
oh there are couples who seem to make it, with or without romance
but even they can’t tell you how much is due to chance

and I’d say we’ve got a problem
right before we begin
we’ve got these heads full of rational thinking
wrapped inside this animal skin
with a heart caught in between
that tries to balance on a very fine line
ah, if you ask me it’s a case of bad design

and you can lie on that couch for hours
digging up the dirt
analyzing all your memories
reliving all your hurt
but in the end you’re still a prisoner
locked inside your cell
the only difference is now
you know the walls too well

every corner, every crevice
every mark upon the floor
ah you know everything except how to find
the key to the door

and maybe it’s because your mother
maybe it’s because your father
maybe it’s what they did or didn’t do
maybe it’s the times we live in
the strain of this nuclear age
where men have the power
and women have only rage
or maybe it’s just that your eyes are brown
and your lover’s eyes are blue
maybe it’s a phase the whole damn world
is going through
but whether it’s all or none of the above
nobody knows what’s happening to love
ah, nobody knows what’s happening to love
no nobody knows what’s happening to love

so one more time two people are saying goodbye
and one more time everyone’s wondering why
we were such a perfect couple, how can this be so?
there are reasons, but sometimes even I’m not sure that I know