The Moody Blues - Question

Why do we never get an answer

When we're knocking at the door?

With a thousand million questions

About hate and death and war?

'Cause when we stop and look around us

There is nothing that we need

In a world of persecution

That is burning in its greed

Why do we never get an answer

When we're knocking at the door?

Because the truth is hard to swallow

That's what the war of love is for

It's not the way that you say it

When you do those things to me

It's more the way that you mean it

When you tell me what will be

And when you stop and think about it

You won't believe it's true

That all the love you've been giving

Has all been meant for you

I'm looking for someone to change my life

I'm looking for a miracle in my life

And if you could see

What it's done to me

To lose the the love I knew

Could safely lead me through

Between the silence of the mountains

And the crashing of the sea

There lies a land I once lived in

And she's waiting there for me

But in the grey of the morning

My mind becomes confused

Between the dead and the sleeping

And the road that I must choose

I'm looking for someone to change my life

I'm looking for a miracle in my life

And if you could see

What it's done to me

To lose the love I knew

Could safely lead me to

The land that I once knew

To learn as we grow old

The secrets of our souls

It's not the way that you say it

When you do those things to me

It's more the way you really mean it

When you tell me what will be

Why do we never get an answer

When we're knocking at the door?

With a thousand million questions

About hate and death and war?

'Cause when we stop and look around us

There is nothing that we need

In a world of persecution

That is burning in its greed

Why do we never get an answer

When we're knocking at the door?