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Well, we went out past the city limitsTrying to get a better point of viewYou were staring hard at meI was staring back at youAnd you said I was being secretiveSaid, yes maybe you're rightBut if there is logic in any of this madnessYou'll find it in my eyesAnd be good, be kind, be truthful and feel freeAnd keep your wholly loving eyes on meI've got a history of questionsThe truth I can only feelWhat matters to me the mostIs what is there and what is realWe could start by shaking each otherAnd talk about something elseAnd I know in the end we can get to the pointAnd we can go and get some restAnd be good, be kind, be truthful and feel freeAnd keep your wholly loving eyes on meSongtexteIs it not written in the music?Is it not painted in the skies?It's time we stopped talking about soft drinksStarted talking about our livesThere are answers in the musicAnd there are answers in the wordsAnd if we stopped talking in circlesWe might get closer to the earthAnd be good, be kind, be truthful and feel freeAnd keep your wholly loving eyes on me Aus Songtexte Mania