| Open Your Heart | ||
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The rain was pouring down outside a cafe. The sound of marching men in boots and berets. I heard a mother cry. Her only son had died, all in the interest of foreign trade. Love - an international word, although a bit absurd, in this wilderness world. Open your eyes, open your heart. What is there left, left we can do? Open your eves, open your heart. What is there left, left we can use? Love - an international word, although a bit absurd, in this wilderness world. The threatening silence of artillery cracks the streets with itÃ?'s enormous weight. It was a warm and windy morn. A little village, savage torn. All in the interest of foreign trade. Love - an international word, although a bit absurd, in this wilderness world. Chorus Solo Chorus Open your heart ... Open your heart ... Open your heart ... |
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| Lyrics Credits: Ronnie Hock | ||
| Music Credits: Ronnie Hock and Denis Smith | ||
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| Song Length: 5:09 | ||
| Primary Genre: Pop-Alternative | ||
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