The boy with the
thorn in his side
Behind the hatred
there lies
A murderous desire
For love
How can they
look into my eyes
And still they
don't believe me?
How can they hear me
say those words
Still they
don't believe me?
And if they
don't believe me now
Will they ever,
believe me?
And if they
don't believe me now
Will they ever, they
ever believe me?
Oh, ohh
Ohhm ohh
The boy with
the thorn in his side
Behind the
hatred there lies
A plundering desire
For l-l-love
How can they see
the love in our eyes
And still they
don't believe us?
And after all this time
They don't want
to believe us
And if they don't
believe us now
Will they ever
believe us?
And when you want
to live, how do you
start?
Where do you go?
Who do you need
to know?
Oh, ohh
Oh, ohh, oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, woah-woah
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh- oh
La, la-la-la, la-da-da
La, la-la-la, la-da-da
La-da, da, da, da-da-ohh
La, la-la-la, la-da-da
La, la-la-la, la-da-da
La-da, da, da, da-da-ohh
La, la-la-la, la-da-da
La, la-la-la, la-da-da
La, la-la-la, la-da-da
La, la-la-la, la-da-da
La, la-la-la, la-da-da
La-da, da, da, da-da-ohh