Well, back in '75
When the kid was on the line
And he felt no pain
'cause there was none
He would bend in the wind
Take in anything
Like sniffin' roses

She saw that he closed the door
She stole a look in the guarded book
His prose was a line of crows
On a washing line in the summer time
And the wind blew the crows around

(jason blume/karen taylor-good)

If you've ever wondered
When you pray at night
If it makes a difference
If it sets things right
Everytime we say our prayers

I've never had a way with women, but the hills of iowa make me wish that i could,
And ive never found a way to say i love you, but if the chance came by, oh i, i would,

(gill/johnson/nash/o'toole)

Rage! rage! rage! rage!

Rage hard!

Laugh like the head of apollo
Young and strong on the wings of tomorrow

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You can play the game and you can act out the part
Though you know it wasn't written for you
But tell me, how can you stand there with your broken heart
Ashamed of playing the fool

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The curtain rises on the scene
With someone shouting to be free
The play unfolds before my eyes
There stands the actor who is me

The sleeping hours takes us far

Baby, I believe in you and every little thing you do.
Every time we kiss it always feels like this, I believe in you.
Baby, I believe in us and every little inch of our trust.