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No one lives in the future, no one lives in the pastThe men who own the city make more sense than we doTheir actions are clear, their lives are their ownBut you, went behind glassDon't let this boy go, don't let this boy goSo long to the city, we'll retell the story they wroteMy lips part to talk but I forgot what I was trying to rememberAnd that will remain unsaid[Chorus]Is it love, love that's on your mindLove, not just of a certain kindLove, no no not just of a certain kindIs it love, love that's on your mindThe men who own the city make more sense than we doBut you, went behind glassAin't what we do without consequenceI'm saying it, I'm saying itMy lips part to talk but I forgot what I was trying to rememberAnd that will remain unsaid Aus Songtexte Mania