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.