What can this be, can you tell me?   Would you like to discover why we're not free   To be lovers   I've been wanting to ask you   Where has all the love gone   And what have we become   Storm clouds full of thunder   Move silent as they drum   And when they're gone   we'll be fine, till tomorrow   Though I hope it won't rain   You will be mine   And my sorrow   Will take wings in the morning,    High above the heavens   A rainbow paints the sky   White doves sing their songs of love   I watch them as they fly   And wonder what can this be   Can you tell me   Would you like to discover why we're not free   To be lovers