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Your baby, there he stands.
With his little head, down in his hands.
Oh, my God, you can’t believe. They are scooping up again.
Your baby’s gone, and you’re all alone.
And there seems like no end.
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They bring you to your knees.
And you’ll always remember, oh...
How do you get it over?
You don’t know where they went.
They don’t care much when a child needs love.
Parents just stand no chance.
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You never thought you’d be alone.
Your loved one’s on the line.
They laugh at the tears in your eyes.
Children suffer all this wasted time.
Bridge:
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Atrocities have got me thinking about the reasons nations fell.
They didn’t love your kids too much, no, no
They just love the bucks too well, well, well ...
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So they move from home to home,
and they dream about their parents, oh...
Their hours go like decades.
Hope had faded away.
You pray that there is really something to make them go away.
People could have done so many things, damn it.
If I could only strike their mind to see what they’ve left behind
and to learn about this hideous crime.
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Ooh, your kid has come and gone.
Ooh, their years keep rushing on.
I remember my son he told me before he hang up on the phone:
“Father, you keep us together. Don’t leave me alone.”
So you can get on with your search, comrades, and I can get on with mine.
I’m sure someday we will find, no good cause is just a waste of time.
Mm, hm
Oh hoo, ooh, ohh,
Ooh,ooh, mm
[This page was added on June 5, 2009.]
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