I have crossed a thousand bridges In my search for something real There were great suspension bridges Made like spiderwebs of steel There were tiny wooden trestles And there were bridges made of stone I have always been a stranger And I've always been alone There's a bridge to tomorrow There's a bridge from the past There's a bridge made of sorrow That I pray will not last There's a bridge made of colors In the sky high above And I think that there must be Bridges made out of love I can see him in the distance On the river's other shore And his hands reach out in longing As my own has done before And I call across to tell him Where I believe the bridge must lie And I'll find it Yes, I'll find it If I search until I die There's a bridge to tomorrow There's a bridge from the past There's a bridge made of sorrow That I pray will not last There's a bridge made of colors In the sky high above And I am certain that somewhere There's a bridge made out of love