There's a photograph in a gold frame on the mantle 
I've never seen two people more in love 
What a stark contrast to the picture of us standing 
On the edge of giving in and giving up 

Something so real don't just disappear 
If it goes away it must go somewhere 
Till we find the answer, we've got to hold on 
Where does love go when it's gone? 
Where does love go when it's gone? 

Life's a long highway with a lot of private places 
There's times that we've both thought of finding one 
But there ain't no way we're giving up forever 
It's like saying there won't be a rising sun 

Something so real don't just disappear 
If it goes away it must go somewhere 
Till we find the answer we've got to hold on 
Where does love go when it's gone? 
Where does love go when it's gone?