Nhạc sĩ: Roland Orzabal
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And now...
When I never slept so hard
I never dreamt so well
Dreaming out a safe and light
Like muscles in a shell
Rolling and continuing
Rolling and controlling
All the basements and the back roads of our lives
Fill their dreams with the first car
Fill their heads with sand
Only white will paint the town
The color of our flag
Lady, little lady
Has your baby got the look of some old man
Standing on the corner of the road
On the corner of the third world
Hungry men who close their minds
Ideas are not their food
Oceans fall on stormy ground
Where passions are subdued
Color of madness
For the madness is the thorn that's in our side
Standing on the corner of the third world
Of the third world
Of the third world
Of the third world
Of the third world
Where are we gonna learn?
Who are we gonna turn to?
The promises they've made
Call for our attention
Compassion is the passion
Free to wear the heart that's burned
We fight for love
We die for love
Where are we gonna learn?
Who are we gonna turn to?
The promises they've made
Call for our attention
Compassion is the passion
Free to wear the heart that's burned
We fight for love
We die for love
We die for love
Hold me
I'm crying
Hold me
I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm dying