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she hears a cry in the morning light they lie cold and hungry and dying of fright someone, somewhere lease help us out if this is true, what can we do we are the refugees sometimes i wonder how many people are living in a lonely world we are the refugees it makes me wonder how many people are living in a lonely world time it stands still for no one we survive through the day like a loaded gun never ends the day when you're the one if this is true, what can we do we are the refugees sometimes i wonder how many people are living in a lonely world we are the refugees it makes me wonder how many reasons it takes to make you believe the word if we talk to the man in the moon could we stop the collision too soon before the innocents die to save who there, on the desert we eat only sand to suit someone else's political plan see the fool with the gun in his hand From Letras Mania