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Lyrics: The Scorpions. White Dove.

A place without a name
Under a burnin' sky
There's no milk and honey here
In the land of God

Someone holds a sign
It says we are human too
And while the sun goes down
The world goes by

White dove
Fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
That hope will not die
Where the children cry

Waves, big like a house
They're stranded on a piece of wood
To leave it all behind
To start again

But instead of a new life
All they find is a door that's closed
And they keep lookin' for
A place called hope

White dove
Fly with the wind
And take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
That hope will not die
Where the children cry

Na na na
Na na na
Na na na

Can anyone tell me why?
Can anyone tell me why?
The children of the world
Have to pay the price

And now you're telling me
You've seen it all before
I know that's right but still
It breaks my heart

Well, the golden lamb we sent
Makes us feel better now
But you know it's just a drop
In a sea of tears

White dove
Fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
That hope will not die
Where the children cry

White dove
Fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
That hope will not die
Where the children cry

Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
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