Your Love
Well, I recall days in the city
And I think back, "Oh what a pity"
Rememberin' how it wasn't pretty
Every day life in the city
Out in the street we had to take it
With friends around, couldn't it
What wasn't there, we had to make it
Hangin' out down in the city
The hard times are dead and gone
But the hard times have made me strong
And the hard times have made me see
That the hard times ain't where I wanna be
We had to fight to be accepted
It wasn't right and I protested
For hangin' out we got arrested
Every day life
And I think back, "Oh what a pity"
Rememberin' how it wasn't pretty
Every day life in the city
Out in the street we had to take it
With friends around, couldn't it
What wasn't there, we had to make it
Hangin' out down in the city
The hard times are dead and gone
But the hard times have made me strong
And the hard times have made me see
That the hard times ain't where I wanna be
We had to fight to be accepted
It wasn't right and I protested
For hangin' out we got arrested
Every day life
Too Many Hands
She's one of a kind
Sometimes hard to find
Like a rainbow
Well, she's lost all her glory
And could tell you some stories
That we all should know
And there's too many hands
Being laid on her
Too many eyes will never see
That it's dragging her down
But you won't hear a sound as
She turns 'round
Her beauty all aflight
It always seems to turn the tide
At midnight
And for her there is no rest
We are doing what is best
For our future
One of these days she may not
Be so good to you
One of these days she might
Shake you to the ground
But her fire is still
Burning
And her heart is still yearning
To be foundÂÂ