(coverdale/vandenberg)
Some people tell me
the blues ain't bad,
but, i've never know anything
make me feel so sad...
running on empty, hurting to the core,
when everything don't mean nothing any more...
From a distance
every little thing looks fine,
but, the closer you get
you see the make up,
cracked and lined...
somewhere there's a rainbow
with a pot of gold,
but, by the time you get there
it's been taken and sold...
So i keep saying, baby...
All in the name of love,
it's all in the name of love, my friend,
all in the name of love
we all suffer in the end...
In my room
there are no shadows in the wall,
'cause i closed up the window
so no light gets in at all.
it's a bad situation,
with no end in sight,
a heartache deep as the ocean
and darker than the night...
So i keep saying to you, baby,
All in the name of love,
it's all in the name of love, my friend,
all in the name of love
we all suffer in the end...
With no one to lean on
you pray to the lord above,
but, we keep hurting each other
in the name of love...
All in the name of love...
With no one to lean on
you pray to the lord above,
but, we keep hurting each other
in the name of love...
All in the name of love,
it's all in the name of love, my friend,
all in the name of love
we all suffer in the end...
All in the name of love,
it's all in the name of love, my friend,
all in the name of love
we all suffer in the end...
All in the name of love...