Lets go back to the beginning
And make up our family tree
We'll have our chance then to start all over again
And we'll create it together
A boulevard of dreams
Dancing under street lights
There for all to see
Cause these days trouble finds it's way back home
Even dark clouds arrive in our love songs
In these times fear is forced into young minds
But still we're chasing
Still we're chasing love
If we go back to the beginning
And make up our family tree
And from these branches we'll follow every dream
Now so much world is wasted
Behind the silver screen
Ruining every chance that
We may have to see
Cause these days trouble finds it's way back home
Even dark clouds arrive in our love songs
In these times fear is forced into young minds
But still we're chasing
Still we're chasing love
Dark clouds
They're taking over our souls
In these times
Seems its getting out of control,
Were we born chasing
The love right from the start
And kept here wondering?
Wondering who we are.

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