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• Artiste: Everclear
• Titre: The New York Times
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Oh, It makes no sense to me Yeah, I was living in a different world when I heard the news I keep having the same bad dream And it makes me want to hurt all the people who have done this thing to you When I see your face, I can see you smile Read all about you in the New York times When I see your eyes, I can see your light When I think about what happened It makes me crazy It makes no sense to me, This eye for an eye thing, It has gone too far I don't know anyone who doesn't hurt inside I would like to believe we could learn from this And maybe some day we can make things right I want to believe in this world I want to believe in this life I want to believe in a world that does not seem real When you read between the lines When I see your face, I can see you smile Read all about you in my New York times When I see your eyes, I can see your light When I read about the world It makes me crazy I want to believe in this world I want to believe in this life I want to believe in a world that does not seem real When you read between the lines Gotta read between the lines Whoa, gotta read between the lines I really want to believe I can make things right I want to believe I can learn to feel alright inside I want to believe I can learn to make things right Oh, I want to believe in this world I want to believe in this life I want to believe in a world that does not seem real When I read the New York Times I see your face, I see your smile Read all about you in the New York Times I can see your eyes, I can see your light When I think about what happened It just makes me crazy When I close my eyes You seem so alive I really think about you I want to believe we can make things right I want to believe I want to believe I want to believe I want to believe Oh, I want to believe in this world I want to believe in this life I want to believe in a world that does not seem real When I read the New York Times