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Find A Way
A child is born, not knowing a thing
The pride and joy of Mama's eyes.
A teenage boy knows next to nothing,
And yet he's called away to kill or die.
The life we live, for some, is easy
And most of us just make it by.
My mother works to hard to feed me.
It's a wonder, how she never lost her mind.
The rain is falling from the sky.
It's getting harder to stay dry.
They say that pride goes before a fall.
Heaven, help us all,
If love don't find a way.
I turned the news on just this morning
Proclaiming all things justified
If war is one side of the story
Does it make sense for us to choose a side?
And when the end comes, God, forgive me
For everything I've said and done
If living is the price to be free
Then I wish it was the same for everyone.
The rain is falling from the sky.
It's getting harder to stay dry.
They say that pride goes before a fall.
Heaven, help us all,
If love don't find a way.
Oooh, doo doo doo doo dweedoo dwim do daahh da.
Oh, we've got to find a way (oooh)
For everyone.
(Ohh, oooh ohh)
They say that pride goes before a fall.
Heaven, help us all, if love don't find a way.
They say that pride goes before a fall.
Heaven, help us all, if love don't find a way.
Oh yeah, bada baa baa, ba da da daa...
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Oh yeah, bada baa baa, ba da da daa...
Heaven, help us all, if love don't find a way.
They say that pride goes before a fall.
Heaven, help us all, if love don't find a way.
They say that pride goes before a fall.
(Ohh, oooh ohh)
For everyone.
Oh, we've got to find a way (oooh)
Oooh, doo doo doo doo dweedoo dwim do daahh da.
If love don't find a way.
Heaven, help us all,
They say that pride goes before a fall.
It's getting harder to stay dry.
The rain is falling from the sky.
Then I wish it was the same for everyone.
If living is the price to be free
For everything I've said and done
And when the end comes, God, forgive me
Does it make sense for us to choose a side?
If war is one side of the story
Proclaiming all things justified
I turned the news on just this morning
If love don't find a way.
Heaven, help us all,
They say that pride goes before a fall.
It's getting harder to stay dry.
The rain is falling from the sky.
It's a wonder, how she never lost her mind.
My mother works to hard to feed me.
And most of us just make it by.
The life we live, for some, is easy
And yet he's called away to kill or die.
A teenage boy knows next to nothing,
The pride and joy of Mama's eyes.
A child is born, not knowing a thing
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