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Wheels on fire

(J. Veerman/J. Keizer/J. Tuijp)

She grew up where guns get low,
She ain't got no place to go
Undaunted but always on the run.

She's the girl behind the lines
She ain't dressed up to the nines
She's wondering what have they done.

But deep inside there's a woman's heart that cries
It's a broken heart
That never mends again.

Wheels on fire, keep on rollin'
Take her home into your paradise,
Wheels on fire, no more crying
Fly away on wings of time
In purple lace with diamonds in her hair
Oh, she's so beautiful, it's all beyond compare.

She feels hungry and bizarre,
Hates the burning face of war,
She won't have it any more.

But deep inside there's a woman's heart that cries
It's a broken heart
That never mends again.

Wheels on fire, keep on rollin'
Take her home into your paradise,
Wheels on fire, no more crying
Fly away on wings of time
In purple lace with diamonds in her hair
Oh, she's so beautiful, it's all beyond compare.
Wheels on fire, keep on rollin'
       
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