Time: 7:39

(Amsterdam - Holland 1990)



Was it you I saw standing naked at the

doorway of some other world?

Was it you I saw who held the burning torch up

high screaming to be heard?

From the cradle to the grave you gave your

heart and soul for broken dreams and promises

You can't remember who to blame and hid the

shame we were the children of the revolution



I've searched the back roads of my life

Asking myself the questions

But now I'm back again

How have you been?

We've got to get on with the show

It's everything that we've ever known

'cos we got nowhere else to go



Give me, give me, give me, give me, give me

give me a little piece of your heart

Give me, give me, give me, give me, give me

give me just a little piece of your life

From the cradle to the grave we gave our hearts

and souls for broken dreams and promises

You can't remember who to blame and hid the

shame we were the children of the revolution



The mysteries of the human race

Our lives emotional junkyards

I now know what I was looking for

And we've got to get on with the show

It's everything that we've ever known

'cos we got nowhere else to go



Stuck between a rock and a hard place

The strain shows on your face

Find a place to call your home

Choose a reason not to roam

The patience of a saint is now

The courage of a lion and sieze the day