There's a man on the corner, as the world rushes by all the dreams in his head, turning into a lie and a white dove is bleeding, perched on a gas-station sign telephone is ringing and the planes are high-flying women are working while children keep crying and almost everybody's got something to hide Now love's the only thing worth looking for and we better keep on searching everywhere until we find the love we're wishing for in a world of confusion, bringin' us down oh don't let love-oh slip away from our hands... From our hands, slide away from our hands. God is silently watching, late night breaking news commercials keep promising bogus eternal youth while angels are shackled and the devil is loose total fever arising and a bad moon is, too on the broken homes of our sad dejà vu and everything that lies ahead for us to walk through Now love's the only thing worth craving for and we better keep on searching everywhere until we find the love we're begging for in a world of illusion, holding us down oh don't let love-oh slip away from our hands... From our hands, slide away from our hands. Now love's the only thing worth looking for and we better keep on searching everywhere until we find the love we're hoping for in a world of confusion, tearin' us down oh don't let love-oh slip away from our hands... From our hands, slide away from our hands slip away from our hands, from our hands.