You could think there's nothing left on the earth of men
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Only endless fights on a land of dust
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On the wretched earth, under your brothers' sky
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Yet love will always stay in children's hands
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Through the hearts we tinker from colored paper
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We'll still see showers of I love you's
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Hearts tangled in arms we squeeze tight
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And half-smiles on the school benches
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You could think the stars go out on the earth of men
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That life itself is dying on a land of dust
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On the prayerless earth, under a sky stripped of light
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Yet love will always stay on children's skin
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Through the hearts we draw with a colored pencil
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We'll still see loads of I love you's
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Lips tangled together and we'll dream again
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For dances under the moon, candles we light
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We'll still see loads of I love you's
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We'll still see showers of I love you's
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Hearts tangled in arms we squeeze tight
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And half-smiles on the school benches
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Where loves bloom
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We'll still see loads of I love you's
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Lips tangled together and we'll dream again
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For dances under the moon, candles we light