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Moody Blues-Question lyrics
Why do we never get an answer
When we`re knocking at the door
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war?
`Cos when we
stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need
In a world of persecution
that is burning in its greed
Why do we never get an answer
When we`re knocking at the door
Because the truth is hard to swallow
That`s what the
war of love is for
It`s not the
way that you say it
When you do those things to me
It`s more the
way that you mean it
When you tell me what will be
And when you
stop and think about it
You won`t believe it`s true
That all the love you`ve been giving
Has all been meant for you
I`m looking for
someone to change my life
I`m looking for
a miracle in my life
And if you could
see what it`s done to me
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me through
Between the silence of the mountains
And the crashing of the sea
There lies a
land I once lived in
And she`s waiting there for me
But in the grey of the morning
My mind becomes confused
Between the dead and the sleeping
And the road that I must choose
I`m looking for
someone to change my life
I`m looking for
a miracle in my life
And if you could
see what it`s done to me
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me to
The land that I once knew
To learn as we grow old
The secrets of our soul
It`s not the way that you say
it when you do those things to me
It`s more the way you really mean
it when you tell me what will be
Why do we never get an answer
When we`re knocking at the door
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war
`Cos when we
stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need
In a world of persecution
that is burning in its greed
Why do we never get an answer
When we`re knocking at the door


