The Boy With The Thorn In His Side

Behind The Hatred There Lies

A Murderous Desire For Love

How Can They Look Into My Eyes

And Still They Don't Believe Me ?

How Can They Hear Me Say Those Words

Still They Don't Believe Me ?

And If They Don't Believe Me Now

Will They Ever Believe Me ?

And If They Don't Believe Me Now

Will They Ever, They Ever, Believe Me ?

Oh No ...

Oh ...



The Boy With The Thorn In His Side

Behind The Hatred There Lies

A Plundering Desire For Love

How Can They See The Love In Our Eyes

And Still They Don't Believe Us ?

And After All This Time, Ah

They Don't Want To Believe Us

And If They Don't Believe Us Now

Will They Ever Believe Us ?

And When You Want To Live

How Do You Start ?

Where Do You Go ?

Who Do You Need To Know ?

Oh No No No ...



Oh ...

Oh No ...

Oh ...

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