Song | This Thing Called Love |
Artist | Incognito |
Album | Live In London - The 30th Anniversary Concert |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Here we are trying to find a meaning for it all | |
As time keeps slipping away | |
We take our place in the roles like dominos | |
Hoping we won’t be the ones to fall | |
Is it so hard to see | |
That none of us are free, oh no | |
Until we all understand | |
That this fate can belong to us all | |
Have we learned, that the answer is not the war | |
With the children dying by the score, oh | |
Educate and share the wealth with every nation | |
We owe it to ourselves | |
But is it so hard to see | |
That none of us are free, oh, no, no, no | |
Until we all understand | |
That we all have a piece of the truth oh | |
Is it so hard to see, so hard to see | |
That none of us are free, yeah | |
Until we all understand | |
That is more than a word, this thing called love |
Here we are trying to find a meaning for it all | |
As time keeps slipping away | |
We take our place in the roles like dominos | |
Hoping we won' t be the ones to fall | |
Is it so hard to see | |
That none of us are free, oh no | |
Until we all understand | |
That this fate can belong to us all | |
Have we learned, that the answer is not the war | |
With the children dying by the score, oh | |
Educate and share the wealth with every nation | |
We owe it to ourselves | |
But is it so hard to see | |
That none of us are free, oh, no, no, no | |
Until we all understand | |
That we all have a piece of the truth oh | |
Is it so hard to see, so hard to see | |
That none of us are free, yeah | |
Until we all understand | |
That is more than a word, this thing called love |
Here we are trying to find a meaning for it all | |
As time keeps slipping away | |
We take our place in the roles like dominos | |
Hoping we won' t be the ones to fall | |
Is it so hard to see | |
That none of us are free, oh no | |
Until we all understand | |
That this fate can belong to us all | |
Have we learned, that the answer is not the war | |
With the children dying by the score, oh | |
Educate and share the wealth with every nation | |
We owe it to ourselves | |
But is it so hard to see | |
That none of us are free, oh, no, no, no | |
Until we all understand | |
That we all have a piece of the truth oh | |
Is it so hard to see, so hard to see | |
That none of us are free, yeah | |
Until we all understand | |
That is more than a word, this thing called love |