Hopeless romantics got nothing to live for
In a world where love has gone astray.
Pick up the paper. Read all about it.
Love is dead. Love is dead, they say.

One more time I hold my heart out in the offer.
One more time I feel it slipping away.
One more time I feel the magic in the moment.
That moment I can hear you say...
One more time.

Now I' m not a patron of idle gossip.
Nor a fan of scenes shot night-for-day.
But still those voices call out around me.
Love is dead. Love is dead, they say.

One more time I hold my heart out in the offer.
One more time I feel it slipping away.
One more time I feel the magic in the moment.
That moment I can hear you say...
One more time.

The prosecution sings out triumphant.
Resplendent in his words of gold and gray.
But in defense of all that I hold holy, I say:
Love is here. Love is here to stay.

One more time I hold my heart out in the offer.
One more time I feel it slipping away.
One more time I feel the magic in the moment.
That moment I can hear you say...
One more time.

From the album "International World"
Words and Music by JJ Jenkins and George Petersen
© 1995 JENPET Music International (ASCAP)