The boy with the thorn in his side 
Behind the hatred there lies 
murderous desire for love 
How can they look into my eyes 
And still they don't believe me ? 
How can they hear me say those words 
Still they don't believe me ? 
And if they don't believe me now 
Will they ever believe me ? 
And if they don't believe me now 
Will they ever, they ever, believe me ? 
Oh ... 

The boy with the thorn in his side 
Behind the hatred there lies 
plundering desire for love 
How can they see the Love in our eyes 
And still they don't believe us ? 
And after all this time 
They don't want to believe us 
And if they don't believe us now 
Will they ever believe us ? 
And when you want to Live 
How do you start ? 
Where do you go ? 
Who do you need to know ? 

Oh ... 
Oh no ...
Oh ... 
Laa ...