Fingers press the keys for interface   The printer taps the words across the page   We have gotten men upon the moon   And babies from a spoon   In this high tech finely tuned computer age      [Chorus:]   But we've got no system   No system for love   We've got no system   No system for love      There's this vast land of resources   That won't apply to rules   We've got these prehistoric tools...   These hearts inside of us   But we've got no system for love      Satellites twist pictures home to Earth   And high-rise office files store paperwork   We've got the airwaves in control   And wires strung pole-to-pole   We've got a record of each soul from date of birth      [Chorus]      There are temples and steeples   And billions of people   And so much potential   We haven't even touched   'Cause we've got no system   No system for love