So many years since I have seen your face,
and longer still since I have known your grace
I would write a line, or dial a call
to find nothing of the way when we were small…

I’ve seen hate temper a heart beyond the wrong,
and I love I had believed was just as strong
I guess it’s how you deal with all the pain,
when a tempered heart is rusting in the rain.

I don’t believe in love the way I used to think of love
now it’s so hard for me to rise above
I don’t believe in love

Now all the things they didn’t know or understand
are finalized in court as they disband
There are people so alone they’d rather die
While our trillion dollar force is standing by…

I don’t believe in love the way I used to think of love
now it’s so hard for me to rise above
I don’t believe in love

(Len’s Solo)

I want to be in love, the way I used to think of love
but it’s so hard for me to rise above
I don’t believe in love

Words & Music by Scott Goodfellow / © 1982 Good Media Inc.

goodfellow band:

Keyboards & Vocals: Scott Goodfellow
Guitar: Len Rosenfeld
Drums: Michael Sabourin
Bass: Gary Myers
Sax: Dave Babcock