Oh Life — The Alan Parsons Project

Waves roll out Out to sea Tasting the saltwater Tears upon her cheek

Morning breaks She’s not there Who could ever find her? Who would even care?

No one heard No one came No angel of mercy Appears to know her name

Where is hope When words fail All the colours running Inside when life turns pale

In the dock the boats are harboured Where the water’s cold and still Oh life, she cries, I’ve lost the will

From the bridge she sees a lifetime Being washed upon the shore Oh life, she cries There must be more...

Tides roll in Waters rise Any chance of reason Only clouds her eyes

Arms of grace She won’t feel All the wounds inside her That time can never heal

The city lights shine seaward Swirling in a trance Her eyes upon the water Alone in her last dance

>from the docks the boats are leaving As she cries into the dawn Oh life, I’m barely holding on

And she sees her future falling Til it finds the ocean floor Oh life, she cries There must be more

There must be more

And with the early light She’ll sail into the clear The winds are all behind her The hour’s almost here

>from the bridge she hears the voices Turn into a roar Oh life she cries There must be more

On the dock her soul is sinking But her spirit longs to soar Oh life, she cries There must be more

There must be more There must be more Oh life I’m barely holding on

There must be more There must be more Oh life there must be something more