Из альбома: Civil Rites
When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joy within you dies
Don't you want somebody to love?
Don't you need somebody to love?
Wouldn't you love somebody to love?
You gotta find somebody to love
When the garden flowers, baby, are dead
And your mind, your mind is so full of dread
Your eyes, I say your eyes they look like years
But in your head, baby
I'm afraid you don't know where it is
Tears are runnin' all around and down your dress
And your friends baby
They treat you like a guest