The Face Of Love

The winds of the heart

They are as fickle as the weather

The winds of the heart

They are as constant as the moon

They blow us apart

And just as quickly turn

And blow us together again

And we don't know how

And we can't say when

No we can't say when

The workings of time

They are the face of love in motion

The workings of time

They are as secret as the sea

It seems such a crime

We should waste our love

Deciding whose fault it should be

We it might be yours

But it might be me

Oh, it might be me

Well, they say that love is jealous

And they say that love is

Always in a hurry

But the face of love's forgiving

And the face of love is kind

And the grace of love is there

For all to find

The winds of the heart

They are as fickle as the weather

The winds of the heart

They are as constant as the moon

They blow us apart

And just as quickly turn

And blow us together again

And we don't know how

And we can't say when

No we can't say when

They say that love is jealous

And they say that love is

Always in a hurry

But the face of love's forgiving

And the face of love is kind

And the grace of love is there

For all to find

Well, they say that love is jealous

And they say that love is

Always in a hurry

But the face of love's forgiving

And the face of love is kind

And the grace of love is there

For all to find

Dan Fogelberg The Face Of Love