Bloodlines — Tanita Tikaram

You can't call hell A quiet town But you walked so shell-shocked Have you found a way to stand? Your head is high You have, oh, such curious hands

Did they mantion? Special faces And your young mind And foreign places

And I wonder Where you come from I know they have no answers But their bloodlines

Can you call? This land a friend You looked so hopeful Have you found a way to send this soul To, oh, such a curious end

For this sadness Am I made strong? For my sadness Must be shared by someone

Ande I wonder Where you come from I know I have no answers But my bloodlines

To know that I am not the only one To know that my love is for everyone To hold it in my heart To hold it in my heart To hold it in my heart

And I wonder Where you come from I know I have no answers But my bloodlines