other side Lost little children, run to the light Look at all the lonely people all I see is despair And you're lost in confusion, run to the light
Traduction: Trouble. Run To The Light.
Am I going down to where there`s no return how long can I go on listening to my fears I`m so tired of living on borrowed time I feel so sad, the world
Now that we`ve travelled so very far to walk the road alone happier days I`ve known [Chorus] all I want is our freedom to live our lives without fear
Born in a prison where no one ever survives a place with no visions of truth what a waste of human lives we got to come together we got to come together
the other side lost little children, run to the light look at all the lonely people all I see is despair and you`re lost in confusion run to the light
when I look into your eyes the world is there for me and the more I look inside the more there is to see sun shines all around me the light knows that
can tell some of you still can`t see when are we going to stop this misery I asked the assassin, if he has the right I hope someday maybe He`ll see the light
Remember the place, when you were young that seemed so real life was so much fun I can see it in my son were you ever young? now these days are gone
If I should speak to all the angels what would I say would it be okay? and if I had the gift of prophecy what would I see would you believe in me? and
She had the clothes on, capris send it to the tip Body when she walks, she pulled the keys to the whip I was laughing in the Bentley when the stop-light
Bad boys on the run tonight There's streaming energy The future holds retreat or victory Strollin' through the neon light You get no charity Looking for
now 1984, five hundred years later We're dominating both sides of the Aequator In sports, music, and makin love But yet we still have trouble rising
t even through yet Do it like a true vet, love it how I threw it to ya Even now make it good to ya, remember me? I love fuckin slow with the lights low
rest, nah nigga I was stressed Had me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vest Shit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops
for you are never alone Through the darkest skies There is a guiding light For our God is a refuge Where the weary can run and hide in times of trouble
