whipping winds on your face as it stings
everyone's a stranger
you must walk on this path all alone
and never mind the danger
violin with plastic strings
hear the children's laughter
despite it all you try to stand tall
and see the morning after
(chorus) When the ones you love are pulled away
when all you have, is the love you knew
when the light's too bright to run away
That's the time you know you'll make it through
you will make it through
behind the mask the blind man asks
how did you like your dinner
you choke it down with a half hearted frown
you will be the winner
(chorus)
who to trust... who to love... it's a mystery
olive branch... little dove... a mystery to me
(instrumental)
(chorus)
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