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 ...

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
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 ...
Oh No ...
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