The boy with the thorn in his side
Behind the hatered 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 believe me?
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
The boy with the thorn in his side
Behind the hatered 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?
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
Transcribed By SANCCO ([email protected])