Mother's giving birth
to a little son
Crying in the rain
of falling bombs
Father he is young
but deep and wise
You see the fighter
inside his eyes
Bridge:
Hold me
Cover my sight
This is no paradise
Don't show me the
evil sides of the world
Chorus:
How many hours and
how many days
Love is just slipping away
How many hours and
how many years in tears
How many centuries and
how many loves in fears
People selling flowers like
nothing's going in
Turning their backs
on a world gone wrong
Children play around
I guess they've found some wheels
You see them running down
the naked fields
Bridge
how many hours and
how many days
Love is just taking away
How many seasons and how many years in tears.
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