� A boy with a thorn in his side Behind the hatred there lies A murderous desire For love Love How can they look into my eyes And still they don't believe me How can they hear me say those words And 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 Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh The boy with the thorn in his side Behind the hatred there lies A plundering desire For love, love, love How can they look into 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 When you want to live How do you start Where do you go Who do you need to know Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Woah oh Woah oh Woah oh Oh the boy, the boy The man who makes the crowd go Love, love, love, love, love Oh yeah Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Woah oh Oh the boy, the boy The man who makes the crowd go Love, love, love, love, love Oh yeah Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh