歌词
When you shot the bullet from the gun
Made in an image of a son
And you, who wouldn't, couldn't run
Who will undo what you have done
Where have we gone
Where have we gone
Where have we gone
Gone wrong
Where have we gone
Where have we gone
Where have we gone
Gone wrong
It seems the storm has come and gone
Leaving no child left to run
It's likely that the son will rise along
We will no longer sing your songs
Where have we gone
Where have we gone
Where have we gone
Gone wrong
Where have we gone
Where have we gone
Where have we gone
Gone wrong
Bending the thoughts to fit the mold
Taking your thoughts before they're cold
Giving you every reason to go numb
Who will undo what they have done
Where have we gone
Where have we gone
Where have we gone
Gone wrong
Where have we gone
Where have we gone
Where have we gone
Gone wrong
