All that you thought you'd never have
You hold in your hands
All that you thought you'd never love
Iis right here above you
It's cruel

All that you thought would disappear
Is waiting right here
And all that you hold deep in your soul
Can never be sold

For all we know, these days are all numbered
But things could get better, I know
Cause I'll be the first and the last one to go
Lord, it's a cruel, cruel world
For all we know
These days are all numbered
And things will get better I hope
Cause I'll be the first and the last one to go
Lord, it's a cruel, cruel world without love

Lord, it's a cruel, cruel world without love

Composição: Steve Kleisath