The boy with the thorn in his side 
Behind the hatred there lies 
A murderous desire for love 
How can they look into my eyes 
And still they don't believe me ? 
How can they hear me say those words 
Still they don't believe me ? 
And if they don't believe me now 
Will they ever believe me ? 
And if they don't believe me now 
Will they ever, they ever, believe me ? 
Oh no ... 
Oh ... 

The boy with the thorn in his side 
Behind the hatred there lies 
A plundering desire for love 
How can they see the Love in our eyes 
And still they don't believe us ? 
And after all this time, ah 
They don't want to believe us 
And if they don't believe us now 
Will they ever believe us ? 
And when you want to Live 
How do you start ? 
Where do you go ? 
Who do you need to know ? 
Oh no no no ... 


Oh ... 
Oh no ...
Oh ... 
La ...