East Has Stolen What the West May Want
August 1961 stole The taste of freedom The life I used to know Sixteen long years To wait and wonder Did she make, safely make, is she still alive? If she's still breathin' Then I'm still waiting. No hope in love. Love, love Scream at the thought It's not okay And you dream of the day she'll be here. Oh, hey I still remember The last note you sent. Eight simple words said "No hope in love, No hope in waiting" No hope in hell That I'll stop waiting That I'll stop loving you You still loved him You'd wait for him. No hope in love. Love, love Scream at the thought, It's not okay You dream of the day she'll be here. Your last dying wish would be to see her one last time Wall came down. Wall down Wall down Scream at the thought. No hope. Scream at the last thing Scream at the last thing that you said There's no hope in love it's just inside your head.
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