There's a crack in the ground from Waterloo,
|
All the way to Arizona
|
I can see form the fire escape outside
|
That helped me get to know you
|
|
What was it like,
|
When I was in your life?
|
Did my touch feel the same?
|
As your touch it felt so good to me,
|
It felt so good to me
|
|
One world, One love,
|
Means nothing if you're just pretending
|
One World, One Love,
|
There's nothing to good intentions
|
Dark as the black in the cracks in the ground.
|
|
There's a crack in the ground from Tennessee
|
All the way to Caledonia
|
I can tell by the way the silence rings
|
And echoes in the corners.
|
|
How many times you wanted to cry
|
But you kept it inside
|
Now the silence echoes deafening,
|
Its much too loud for me.
|
|
One world, One love,
|
Means nothing if you're just pretending
|
One World, One Love,
|
There's nothing to good intentions
|
Dark as the black in the cracks in the ground.
|
|
There's a crack in the ground from old New York,
|
All the way to Minnesota
|
I can see the way ten thousand lakes
|
Are screaming for more water
|
|
Give us some hope
|
We haven't got enough
|
To keep ourselves filled up
|
When you drink us empty, drunk us dry,
|
Then ask us why we're dry
|
|
One world, One love,
|
Means nothing if you're just pretending
|
One World, One Love,
|
There's nothing to good intentions
|
One world, One love,
|
Means nothing if you're just pretending
|
To do your part,
|
There's nothing to good intentions.
|
|
Dark as the black, in the cracks in the ground
|
Dark as the black, in the cracks in the,
|
Dark as the black, in the cracks in the ground.
|
|
-----------------
|
Dark As The Black
|
| Serena Ryder |
