Mother doesn't know where love has gone
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She says it must be youth
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That keeps us feeeling strong
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See it in her face, that's turned to ice
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And when she smiles she shows
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The lines of sacrifice
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And now I know what they're saying
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As our sun begins to fade
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And we made our love on wasteland
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And through the barricades
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Father made my history
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He fought for what he thought
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Would set us somehow free
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He tought me what to say in school
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I learned off by heart
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But now that's torn in two
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And now I know what they're saying
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In the music of the parade
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We made our love on wasteland
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And through the barricades
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Born on different sides of life
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We feel the same
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And feel all of this strife
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So come to me when I'm asleep
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We'll cross the line
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And dance upon the street
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And now I know what they're saying
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As the drums begin to fade
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We made our love on wasteland
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And through the barricades
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Oh, turn around and I'll be there
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There's a scar right through my heart
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But I'll bare it again
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I thought we were the human race
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But we were just another borderline case
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And the stars reach down and tell us
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That there's always one escape
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I don't know where love has gone
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And in this trouble land
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Desperation keep us strong
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Fridays child is full of soul
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With nothing left to lose
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There's everything to go
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And now I know what they are saying
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It's a terrible beauty we've made
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So we make our love on wasteland
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And through the barricades
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Now I know what they are saying
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as hearts go to their graves
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we made our love on wasteland
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And through the barricades
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Through The Barricades
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| Sasha |
