The clouds vanished from the sky
instead a sort of dark slope
the ground started to quake
and everthing is melted
is melted into one

it's over there

Turn the Nation

You walking trough an emty street
every step like a painful beat
all you need is the right stuff
to be high, to get away, to get enough

I can't see something in your eyes
no more dreams you can realize
you can realize

it's enough
Turn the Nation - Turn the Nation
it's enough
Turn the Nation - Turn the Nation
You're walking up - You're walking down

now you now - you're alone
you need it now - you need it ever
you've got no friends,
you don't feel better
I can't .......

Writer : COHAN, GEORGE M.
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing