Life

Little Children; Crisp autumn air

Busy playing; not a care

Meet someone; they don’t know

Welcomed like; long lost friend

 

CHORUS

Teach em to be careful; turn and get away

World full of anger; need to keep em safe

But have to wonder; if we let them go

Strangers become brothers’ friendships start to grow

 

Young people; with many dreams

Expectations; supposed to be

So much passion; such a waste

Do not hear; do not see

 

CHORUS

 

Our leaders; lots of pride

So corrupted; deep inside

What happened; to the kids at play

They are the strangers; turn and get away

 

CHORUS

 

See the old folks; crisp autumn air

Busy playing; not a care

Meet someone; they don’t know

Welcomed like; long lost friend