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And all the forests burning for a buck, i would stand alone at your door to hear you crying for me
And oh if your love was for free, for all the soldiers crawling cross the sand in, and all the people waiting for a sign
and oh if your love was for free
and all the soldiers crawling cross the sand
For all the beggars reaching out a hand, i would put my life in your hands and stand in the line
For all the ladies standing in the line, and all the forests burning for a buck
For all the children staring into space, and oh how i need to believe
i would put my life in your hands and stand in the line
i would put my life in your hands and stand in the line
For all the children staring into space, for all the soldiers crawling cross the sand
And all the nations bombing to defend gods laws, for all the children staring into space
and all the people waiting for a sign
And oh how i pray that you re real, for all the ladies standing in the line Line, for all the ladies standing in the line
For all the people starving in the night, for all the ladies standing in the line, for all the creatures running out of luck
for all the soldiers crawling cross the sand
And all the people waiting for a sign, and oh if your tears were a sign
And all the angels dead before their time, for all the ladies standing in the line
for all the people starving in the night
For all the creatures running out of luck, for all the ones that die without a cause, and oh if your love was for free
For all the ones that die without a cause, for all the ladies standing in the line
and all the forests burning for a buck
but the devil deals with face cards up his sleeve
And all the forests burning for a buck, for all the ladies standing in the line
And all the soldiers crawling cross the sand, and all the people waiting for a sign
but the devil deals with face cards up his sleeve
For all the ones that die without a cause, for all the children staring into space
For all the children staring into space, for all the prisoners held without a crime the, and all the soldiers crawling cross the sand
for all the children staring into space
As all the politicians fall from grace, for all the people starving in the night Barone, for all the people starving in the night
i would stand alone at your door to hear you crying for me
But the devil deals with face cards up his sleeve, and all the forests burning for a buck Standing, i would stand alone at your door to hear you crying for me