Steve Winwood

Think about it
there must be higher love
Down in the heart or hidden in the stars above.
Without it life is wasted time
Look inside your heart
I'll look inside mine.
Things look so bad everywhere in this whole world
what is fair?
We walk blind and we try to see
falling behind in what could be.
Bring me a higher love
bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love -
where's that higher love I keep thinking of?
World's are turning and we're just hanging on
Facing our fear and standing out there alone.
A yearning
and it's real to me