I know they've hurt you bad.. Wide, the scars you have.. Baby let me straighten out your broken bones,. All your faults to me make you more beautiful..
Turn on the radio, turn on my T.V. They're talkin' 'bout war, they're talkin' 'bout peace. Talkin' 'bout you, talkin' 'bout me. The way we ought to act, yeah, the way we ought to be.