Mother doesn’t know where love has gone / She says it must be youth that keeps us feeling strong / I see it in her face that’s turned to ice / And when she smiles she shows the lines of sacrifice

And now I know what they’re saying / As our sun begins to fade / And we made our love on wasteland / And through the barricades

Father made my history / He fought for what he thought would set us somehow free / He taught me what to say in school / I learned it off by heart but now that’s torn in two

And now I know what they’re saying / In the music of the parade / And we made our love on wasteland / And through the barricades

Born on different sides of life / We feel the same and feel all of this strife / So come to me when I’m asleep / We’ll cross the lines and dance upon the streets

And now I know what they’re saying / As the drums begin to fade / And we made our love on wasteland / And through the barricades

Oh, turn around and I’ll be there / Well there’s a scar right through my heart but I’ll bare it again / Oh, I thought we were the human race / But we were just another borderline case / And the stars reach down and tell us / That there’s always one escape

Oh, I don’t know where love has gone / And in this troubled land desperation keeps us strong / Friday’s child is full of soul / With nothing left to lose, there’s everything to go

And now I know what they’re saying / It’s a terrible beauty we’ve made / So we make our love on wasteland / And through the barricades

And now I know what they’re saying / As our hearts go to their graves / And we made our love on wasteland / And through the barricades

[By Gary Kemp © Cbs / Epic Records, 1986]