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(claude s.)

I feel the sun outside the wind,
Blows all the leaves away.
I give you what you see,
In the truth in all these days.

I look in your face
And see the change
I made in you.
You give me what you feel,
It's so small...

In your smile,
I found the words.

In your smile,
I found the words.

In your smile,
I found the truth.

In your smile,
In your smile...

I look in the greyness
And the fall between
My bitter hands.
You opened up the years,
And stole away the tears.

I owe you the endless hours
That you gave up for me.
I give you what you see,
If you still believe...

In your smile,
I found the words.

In your smile.
In your smile.

In your smile,
I found the words.

In your smile.
In your smile...

In your smile.

(claude s.)

Technology and future need is a
Picture we'd like to paint.
The truth though will somday show,
When there's no rain or falling snow.

An industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land.
An industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land.

Let it go...

Cars and planes and buildings,
Covering up our motherland...
We're guilty of polution,
It looks as there's no solution.

An industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land.
An industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land.

Let it go...
(oh...oh...)
(let's go)

No more trees and oceans.
No more leaves in autum.
No more dreams and notions,
Of beauty and emotions.
Do you hear the wind?
I don't hear anything.
Do you hear the wind?
I don't hear anything.

Cars and planes and buildings,
Covering up our motherland...
We're guilty of polution,
It looks as there's no solution.

An industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land.
An industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land.

Do you hear the wind?
I don't hear anything.
Do you hear the wind?
I don't hear anything.

An industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land...