They tell me that the sun comes up every morning
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They tell me that there's people out on the streets
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But why is life so cruel
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They tell me man he tops the list in creation
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He takes his place as uncrowned king of the world
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But why is man so cruel
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He's doin' time
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Ain't it a crime.
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Oh Prince of peace
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We need you now
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Give us a sign
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To show us how.
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Locked in her room the lover mourns her betrayer
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Seems even love possesses treachery too
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But how can love be cruel
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Ain't it a shame
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He took the blame:
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Seems this old world
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Has lost its way
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On such a torn
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And troubled day
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Locked in her room the lover mourns her betrayer
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Surely not love possesses treachery too
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But how can love be cruel
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He's doin' time
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Ain't it a crime.
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DOIN' TIME
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| Justin Hayward |
