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I don’t plan or conspire

i don’t want to get no higher

it’s a lack of ambition

well they tell me that it’s missing

All the guns out on the western front are quiet now

well it’s nice to hear the world breathe a sigh

It’s like the colour of your skin

you know it doesn’t mean a thing

nor do the clothes that we’re wrapped in

it doesn’t matter if you’re thin

And though i lay awake at night

i know your arms will hold me tight

and i thank god we got it right

here in this city late at night

We are each like no other

we are unique to our mother

we are foals in the stable

but we leave home when we’re able

But we all need someone

like the earth needs the sun

and our fate will be found

in this life, on the ground

Don’t you get it wrong

It’s like the colour of your skin

you know it doesn’t mean a thing

nor do the clothes that we’re wrapped in

it doesn’t matter if you’re thin

And though i lay awake at night

i know your arms will hold me tight

and i thank god we got it right

here in this city late at night

It’s like the colour of your skin

you know it doesn’t mean a thing

nor do the clothes that we’re wrapped in

it doesn’t matter if you’re thin

And though i lay awake at night

i know your arms will hold me tight

and i thank god we got it right

here in this city late at night

Here in this city late at night

here in this city late at night

late at night

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