1. ANALYSE (RADIO EDIT)

Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Breathe the air out there
We are free
We can be wide open
For you open my eyes
To the beauty I see
We will pray - We will stay
Wide open

(x2)
Don't analyse
Don't analyse
Don't go that way
Don't lead that way
That would paralyze your evolution

[Chorus] (x2)
La La La
This greatest moment
La La La
The strangest day
La La La
The greatest love of them all

Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Breathe the air out there
Fantasize - Fantasize
We are open
For you open my eyes
To the beauty I see
We will pray - We will stay
Together

[Chorus] (x2)

La La La La La La ...


2. ANALYSE (OCEANIC RADIO EDIT)

(See lyrics on track 1)


3. I CAN'T BE WITH YOU (LIVE)

Lying in my bed again
And I cry 'cause you're not here
Crying in my head again
And I know that it's not clear

Put your hands - Put your hands
Inside my face and see that it's just you
But it's bad and it's mad and it's making me sad
Because I can't be with you

[Chorus]
Be with you
Be with you
Be with you
Be with you
Be with you
Be with you
Be with
I can't be with you

Thinking back on how things were
And on how we loved so well
I wanted to be the mother of your child
And now it's just farewell

Put your hands in my hands
And come with me - We'll find another end
And my head and my head on anyone's shoulder
'Cause I can't be with you

[Chorus]

'Cause you're not here - You're not here
Baby - I can't be with you
'Cause you're not here - You're not here
Baby - Still in love with you

Still in love with you (x6)


4. IN THE GHETTO (LIVE)

As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
Because if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto

So people don't you understand
This child needs a helping hand?
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Now take a look at you and me
Are we too blind to see?
Or do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way?

Well the world turns
A hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto

And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto

Then one night in desperation
The young man breaks away
He buys a gun - Steals a car
Tries to run but he doesn't get far
And his mama cries

As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto

And as her young man dies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto (x3)