| You know the reasons for my sorrow
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| For it’s all because of you
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| I’m here sifting through the wreckage
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| And I’m wondering what to do
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| A child learning all the notions
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| Of a world hostile and cruel
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| He turns to mother in devotion
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| To find out she’s left him too
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| And there’s not much he can do…
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| It’s such a waste of time
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| Why do I always have to come to you
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| To save my life?
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| Moonlight night
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| Howling wolves are running after me
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| Not far behind
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| Young man climbing up the ladder
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| Of this social rendez-vous
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| Halfway, he gives a girl a flower
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| And right then becomes a fool
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| Our faith is trapped beneath the surface
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| But the light keeps shinning through
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| For love that set things into motion
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| Has become so evil too
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| And there’s not much we can do
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| Seems you can read my mind
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| Why do I always have to come to you
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| To save my life?
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| Moonlight night
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| Howling wolves are running after me
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| Not far behind
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| You know the reasons for my sorrow
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| For it’s all because of you
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| And it’s coming back to you
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| It’s such a waste of time
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| Why do I always have to run to you
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| To save my life?
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| Moonlight night
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| Howling wolves are running after me
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| Not far behind |