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 ...
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