We Were Kids
Oh we were kids and torn to bits
between the good things that we
missed all our lives
We never had a chance
Of making men of ourselves
and soldier down inside your head
You made us believe
You were never here
So doctor please, won't you see please
I've got something inside that isn't me
It's an old body
Oh kid don't you know we know
All your hoping is a marching road
Oh we were kids and kind to hits
We made believe on afternoons
you left us alone
We never knew our home
So won't you tell and won't you try
our friends deny
but you believe whatever you want
We never really think twice
So doctor please, won't you see please
I've got something inside that isn't me
It's an old body
Oh kid don't you know we know
All your hoping is a marching road
Oh kid don't you know we know
All your hoping is a marching road
Oh we were kids and torn to bits
between the good things that we
missed all our lives
We never had a chance
Of making men of ourselves
and soldier down inside your head
You made us believe
We would never see
So doctor please, won't you see please
I've got something inside that isn't me
It's an old body
Oh kid don't you know we know
All your hoping is a marching road
Oh kid don't you know we know
All your hoping is a marching road
between the good things that we
missed all our lives
We never had a chance
Of making men of ourselves
and soldier down inside your head
You made us believe
You were never here
So doctor please, won't you see please
I've got something inside that isn't me
It's an old body
Oh kid don't you know we know
All your hoping is a marching road
Oh we were kids and kind to hits
We made believe on afternoons
you left us alone
We never knew our home
So won't you tell and won't you try
our friends deny
but you believe whatever you want
We never really think twice
So doctor please, won't you see please
I've got something inside that isn't me
It's an old body
Oh kid don't you know we know
All your hoping is a marching road
Oh kid don't you know we know
All your hoping is a marching road
Oh we were kids and torn to bits
between the good things that we
missed all our lives
We never had a chance
Of making men of ourselves
and soldier down inside your head
You made us believe
We would never see
So doctor please, won't you see please
I've got something inside that isn't me
It's an old body
Oh kid don't you know we know
All your hoping is a marching road
Oh kid don't you know we know
All your hoping is a marching road
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Writer(s): Frederico Ritchie, Antonio Conceicao, Robert Ritchie
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