| Baby, Baby, You cannot protect me,
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| but I’ve heard of one who can.
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| And he does not take sides tonight and…
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| Baby, Baby, if this is the ending,
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| Then we’ll find out how it ends…
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| We’ll find where we begin again.
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| I can’t tell you it will be alright.
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| Hold me through the shelling of the night.
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| Let them come for us.
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| Let them have their way with our names they drag through the mud.
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| Should they murder us,
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| we will live again in the clouds that cover the sun.
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| Baby, baby, if there is eternity,
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| then it must be made of love.
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| How else could I hope in all this death?
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| And baby, baby, tonight I have no enemy,
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| I have held my fellow man,
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| looked into his dying eyes.
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| And I just want to look into the light.
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| Hold me through the shelling of the night.
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| Whoa, I'm on your side.
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| Whoa, I'm on your side. |