Michigan - Juveniles

We're suffering
Oh in this madness
Them let's drive away
From our hearts we confess

No juveniles
We're walking on broken glass
Now what's left to say
More or less hours pass

It's a beautiful night
We're seeing
Wild horses on the fields
She stands here in white
We're free
The sadness disappears

With certainty
I'll give you a reason
You've awakened our souls
But the pain's just begun

Then recovering
From these dark years
But it's limited
We will never be free

It's a beautiful night
We're seeing
Wild horses on the fields
She stands here in white
We're free
The sadness disappears