When the leaning tower falls to the ground
When the hearsay is too much to think about
And they think that they've got you figured out
It's a rude world, it's a vicious world
When they're throwing stones
There's a place I know I can always go
To my SANCTUARY, baby
Where I run, and when the streets are burning, baby
And I know if they come and torch us
'Cause they don't like the truth
They can't hurt me when I'm with you
You're my SANCTUARY, baby
And I know
I'm home, ho-ooome
I'm home, ho-ooome
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