| I just don’t believe in this world full of sorrow
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| To suffer for something that’s better tomorrow
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| Counting our sins on the path of forgiveness
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| Hoping we’re heard by a merciful witness
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| We race around looking for brilliance in the world
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| In the darkness we cry out for light in the world
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| And the last place we’re looking for love in the world
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| Is right here, right now
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| See what I have been, I condemn it to laughter
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| Leave to the sages my status hereafter
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| If anybody says I exist in denial
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| So be it, we’ll see when we all are on trial
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| I’m bidding farewell to the ritual chores
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| Condemning ourselves or counting old scores
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| I’m opening windows and kicking down doors
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| Breathing fresh air into orifices and pores
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| Right here, right now
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| Two lovers together out walking the road
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| Two hearts complementing, but feeling the load
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| Scarred by the wounds of the passions we’ve known
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| Something to share, uncertain we’ve grown
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| The turf is all gone and the fire is dim
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| Another day certain that love cannot win
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| Finally calling on powers within
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| Right here, right now
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| We go down to where we hold each other
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| Precious moment, simply lovers now
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| Right here, right now
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| I just don’t believe in this world full of sorrow |