Letras:Air Supply. The Singer and the Song. Love And Other Bruises.

As the time slips through your fingers
Till it's almost time to go
And the morning breaks between us
And the ice melts into snow

I'm alright loving you
I'm alright loving you

Love and other bruises didn't have to choose us
But it did and I'm alive and I'm trying to survive
Love and other bruises makes us all good losers
I can't help it talking loud, it's because I'm on a cloud

Won't you please take me home?
Won't you please, please take me home?
I'm so mixed up over you
I don't want to be alone

I'm alright loving you
I'm alright loving you

Love and other bruises didn't have to choose us
But it did and I'm alive and I'm trying to survive
Love and other bruises makes us all good losers
I can't help it talking loud, it's because I'm on a cloud