Lyrics
how many hours and how many days
Hold me cover my sight, the evil sides of the world
Turning their backs on a world gone wrong, people selling flowers like nothing s going on, this is no paradise
This is no paradise, don t show me
the evil sides of the world
the evil sides of the world
Hold me cover my sight, crying in the rain of falling bombs, people selling flowers like nothing s going on
how many hours and how many days
Mothers giving birth to a little son, how many hours and how many days, don t show me
You see them running down the naked fields, how many centuries and how many lives in fear Many, how many centuries and how many lives in fear
mothers giving birth to a little son
Turning their backs on a world gone wrong, you see the fighter inside his eyes
how many hours and how many days
children play around i guess they found some wheels
Love is just slipping away, father he is young but deep and wise
how many seasons and how many years
how many centuries and how many lives in fear
This is no paradise, how many seasons and how many years, this is no paradise
The evil sides of the world, don t show me, how many seasons and how many years
how many hours and how many days
The evil sides of the world, love is just slipping away, hold me cover my sight
hold me cover my sight
Love is just slipping away, how many seasons and how many years
How many centuries and how many lives in fear, hold me cover my sight, don t show me
Father he is young but deep and wise, how many hours and how many days, don t show me
How many seasons and how many years, turning their backs on a world gone wrong, don t show me
Mothers giving birth to a little son, don t show me
The evil sides of the world, hold me cover my sight, how many hours and how many days
the evil sides of the world
don t show me
love is just slipping away
How many hours and how many days, children play around i guess they found some wheels How, how many seasons and how many years
the evil sides of the world
This is no paradise, you see them running down the naked fields Hours, mothers giving birth to a little son
this is no paradise
Children play around i guess they found some wheels, you see the fighter inside his eyes
Children play around i guess they found some wheels, don t show me
Don t show me, you see them running down the naked fields
Father he is young but deep and wise, don t show me, you see the fighter inside his eyes
Don t show me, how many centuries and how many lives in fear How, hold me cover my sight
