The
girl with the thorn in his side,
behind the hatred there liesa 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 know?