C

    C                  Am
You can't manufacture a miracle
                G             Dm
The silence was pitiful - that day
    
And love is getting too cynical
               
Passion's just physical - these days


F                Dm         
You analyse everyone you meet
           C                 
But get no sign - the loving kind
F                      Dm
Every night you admit defeat
                 Dm/G
And cry yourself blind


       C                    G
If you can't wake up in the morning
            Am                 Dm
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
          C     G     D        Am
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
            D                  G
Can't control it - try as you might
        
May you find that love that won't leave you
        
May you find it by the end of the day
             
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
          G              D         C
Something beautiful will come your way