(Cynthia Weil - Barry Mann)



Across the miles from heart to heart

We're born alone we live apart

And time slips by like sifting sand

So reach out stranger if you can

And take a stranger's hand.



If each of us could find a way

Too steep and high the words can say

To touch each other openly

To feel that we are more than strangers

That's where love may be.



To feel that we are more than strangers

That's where love may be...