Not a Soul

歌詞

Not a soul saw him lieing there Lieing here lieing there lieing everywhere Tree uprooting Every hair burns And every bank looted Every shot dear She cries : who shot my baby? Everything was being shot to bits Even self protection slips away Slips away Not a soul saw him lieing there Pearls galore and gems Before a slim time Free uprooting every strand frays Every particle every bruise on display She cries : who took my baby? Everybody was being shot to bits Even self protection slips away Slips away Everybody was being shot to bits Even self protection slips away Slips away Who shot my baby? Who shot my baby? Everybody was being shot to bits Even self protection slips away Slips away Who took my baby? Who took my baby? Who shot my baby? Who shot my baby?