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Again & again the same situation For so many years Tethered to a ringing telephone In a room full of mirrors A pretty girl in your bathroom Checking out her sex appeal I asked myself when you said you loved me Do you think this can be real Still I send up my prayer Wondering where it had to go With heaven full of astronauts & the Lord on death row While the millions of his lost & lonely ones Call out & clamour to be found Caught in the struggle for higher position In the search for love that sticks around You've had lots of lovely women Now you turn your gaze to me Weighing the beauty & the imperfection To see if I'm worthy Like the church Like a cop Like a mother - you want to be truthful Sometimes you turn it on me like a weapon though & I need your approval Still I send up my prayer Wondering who's there to hear I said, "Send me somebody Who's strong And somewhat sincere" With the millions of the lost & lonely ones I call out to be released Caught in my struggle for higher achievements And my search for love That don't seem to cease