Men of affairs, women with power

Satellites talking, to clatter our lives

Banks of predictions, policies made

Prophecies broken, violence deranged (deranged, deranged)

And if there was love, would that be enough?

And if there was love, would that be enough?

Pollsters and planners, incredibly sad

indelibly inking, their names across our lives

Individual freedom, intrinsically curbed

Inspiration nil, slavery ten

And if there was love, would that be enough?

And if there was love, would that be enough?

And if there was love, would that be enough?

And if there was love, would that be enough?

I've been working for a long time

Scattering smiles

Must I swallow my pride?

There's a hole in the sky, as distant and vast

As our moral vacuum, and growing as fast

And if there was love, would that be enough?

And if there was love, would that be enough?

And if there was love, would that be enough?

And if there was love, would that be enough?