Believing that our love was over We climbed to the attic to find A few of my favorite possessions So they wouldn't be left behind But there in a dust covered shoe box A bundle of old letters lie Wrapped in an old faded ribbon Like a message across the great divide Those letters from grandpa to grandma Were written with love through the years Read just like the words from a love song As we read them together in tears Last one said i've always loved you And don't ever feel sad or cry Cause if i cross over before you I'll be waiting across the great divide Oh, love has a life of it's own To love, love, love has a life of it's own We knew when we finished those letters No one would be saying goodbye You sent us a gift of forever in those letters 'cross the great divide Oh, love has a life of it's own Love, love, love has a life like those letters Across the great divide.
