In the heart of the city
On a lonely Friday night
Well,
Well, I'm scared for my child, Lord, for her mother
For
I keep you here inside my head, I am not
Sun comes up and life goes on its way
But inside
No, I am not out to get you
And I never
I am a refugee, I am a refugee
I can see
Are you listening, can you hear them?
In the silence low,
Tonight, this loneliness has found you
Tonight, there's a darkness that
I'd love to tell you but I haven't quite worked
Well anyone who's yet to come, does not dream of
Could you catch me when I fall?
Could you hear
And I said I want you, to want me
Well I
Well it's all over now, and we both know why
Living in your town
Mankind's crowd
You try to say
Mama sayin' now won't you hear the man come with
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