Dragged into this world and thrown away

She never wanted you, better things to do

You won't remember...

Drawn to the door, whizzing through the week,

Dancing round the fire with the rest of the freaks



Oh no, no, things are different now

Don't let these days of doubt

Turn him inside out



His second mother holds him to her breast

She sees her children come and go 

Ripping the heart from her

All of them part of her

And some will remember... 

Time heals all wounds they say

She can't let them take her boy away



This son, oh, she would die without

Don't let these days of doubt

Turn her inside out



When she was young, the world was a different place...

After all



And his heart is in his home

There helplessly waiting for someone to smash his world to pieces

Ignorant and cruel,

Social student fools,

Pull him to the right, pull him to the left,

Pull him by the arms, pull him by the legs

Let go!



Oh, things are different now...

Don't let these days of doubt

Turn them inside out



When you were young, they wore a different face

When she was young, the world was a different place

When you were young, they wore a different smile