(T. Nunn/ P. Rafelson)
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She never sleeps, never laughs, never feels the sun
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And when you ask her how she is
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Tired and broken
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She works alone, eats alone, drinks alone at night
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She has a family far away
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And she doesn't know them
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And every day goes by like a silent dream
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Behind the same four walls closing off her screams
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Captured, inside a trance
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And once upon a time she had hopes of her own
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But as the tears go by she sinks like a stone
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Is there someone somewhere who cares
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One day she woke up to a life
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Without anyone to hold at night
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She looked up to the sky
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The world is waiting
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Take what you want
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Release yourself from the past
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The world is waiting
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Step through the door
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Finding a way at last oh-oh
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He never cries, never talks of the youth he's lost
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And when you ask him what he needs
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It's just dignity
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Cause every day he's pulled like a man on a string
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9 to 9 he's working down on his knees
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To feed the children he never sees
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One day he turned out the light
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Without anyone to hold at night
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Then he opened up his eyes
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The world is waiting
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Take what you want
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Release yourself from the past
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The world is waiting
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Step through the door
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Finding a way at last oh-oh
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Don't look back
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There's just one track
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The weight on your shoulders
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Is only in your mind
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The future's here
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Leave the rest behind...
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The World Is Waiting
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| Berlin |
