| Father, where’s the love I thought there would be?
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| Where’s the happiness in me?
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| Is life just an endless walk to nowhere?
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| With streets that just lead to dead ends?
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| Where parents water their flowers with hate
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| And children do the same
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| But who’s to blame?
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| Spring?
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| No, it’s just a gentle thing
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| But man flies around the moon and sings a song that stars with June
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| And eats his lunch at every moon
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| In harmony he does this
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| But with love, is out of tune
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| Father, father, father, you were surely right
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| If the world should end tomorrow
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| It would be by man’s own might
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| Lord have mercy on us
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| Seems to be a favorite line
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| Wherever we’re down or in trouble
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| Or blocks to eternal divine
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| Father, there’s war and worry
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| Lord, there’s hurt and sorrow
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| And won’t you live to see tomorrow
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| Father, father, father, what can we do what’s right
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| Lord, please smile upon us
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| Give us your guiding light
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| What can we do what’s right
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| Lord, please smile upon us
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| Give us your guiding light
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| Father, where’s the love I thought there would be?
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| Where’s the happiness in me?
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| Lord, you know, I know you know, father |