And say a little prayer for I
You know that if we are to stay alive
And see the peace in every eye..
She had two babies, one was six months one was three
In the war of '44..
Every telephone ring,
Every heartbeat stinging,
When she thought it was God calling her..
Oh would her son grow to know his father..?
I don't want to wait, for our lives to be over
I want to know right know, what will it be
I don't want to wait for our lives to be over
Will it be yes or will it be..
Sorry
He showed up all wet on the rainy front step
Wearing shrapnel in his skin
And the war he saw lives inside him still
It's so hard to be gentle and warm..
The years passed by and now,
He has granddaughters
I don't want to wait, for our lives to be over
I want to know right know, what will it be
I don't want to wait for our lives to be over
Will it be yes or will it be..
Sorry
Oh so you look at me from across the room
You're wearing your anguish again
Believe me, i know the feeling
It sucks you into the jaws of anger
Oh, so dig a little more deeply,
All we have is the very moment..
And I don't want to do what his father and his father and his father did,
I want to be here now..
So open up your morning light
And say a little prayer for I
You know that if we are to stay alive
And see the peace in every eye..
I don't want to wait, for our lives to be over
I want to know right know, what will it be
I don't want to wait for our lives to be over
Will it be yes or will it be..
Sorry
I don't want to wait, for our lives to be over
I want to know right know, what will it be
I don't want to wait for our lives to be over
Will it be yes or will it be..
Sorry
So open up your morning light
And say a little prayer for I
You know that if we are to stay alive
And see the love in every eye
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