Meaning of the Word - Laura Branigan

Now there’s a wind blowin' leaves

Along the empty street

Down by the place on the corner

Where we used to meet

Two people too proud to give

Afraid of what the heart demands, two of a kind

We made up our minds to live

Without the ties that bind

Each to each

No surrender

Out of reach

Where not one tender sound was heard

Not a cry or a whisper

No farewell, nothing spoken

Silence fell while hearts were broken

No one stirred

Was it love?

Did we ever know the meaning of the word?

Now there’s a moon rising

In the cold and distant skies

And I can feel it shining down

Like a lover’s eyes

Don’t know where you are tonight

Or how to tell the things we say

From what we mean

Or why we could never cross the distance in between

Each to each

No surrender

Out of reach

Where not one tender sound was heard

Not a cry or a whisper

No farewell

Nothing spoken

Silence fell while hearts were broken

No one stirred

Was it love?

Did we ever know the meaning of the word?

Don’t know where you are tonight

Or how to tell the things we say

From what we mean

Or why we could never cross the distance in between