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The war is just outside my door
And I’m going out to win
My clothes are lying
At the floor
And I’m naked in the wind
I’m carried by a heart of gold
And my mind is set on you
And what is left for us to do
Is to see the world as new

And all we do is care
Is to see whats left for us to share

The letter that you wrote to me
Gave meaning to it all
We share it all
In flesh and blood
In a little boy

More or less we make this colored again
We’re always, always in vain
Now we hear the bells, far far away
Always, always too late
Makes the scenery
In my head
We’re always, always too late
But I care, I know nothing
I’m counting again
Always, always care
Love is coming, strong is what I feel
Always, always too late

The war is just outside my door
And I’m going out to win (and all we do is care)
My clothes are lying at the floor
And I’m naked in the wind (and all we do is care)
I’m carried by a heart of gold
And my mind is set on you (and all we do is care)
And what is left for us to do
Is to see the world as new (and all we do is care)


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