SHOW OUR KIDS WHAT IT MEANS
Time never enough,
Pain always to much.
Love so rare;
Death, always in the air.
I watch the clock ever repeating,
I scream no one hears the sound
I love, only a few care
I morn, everyone just stares
I remember a time not so long ago, when people
Took the time to notice the others in their life
When they stopped to help them through the good
Even through the bad
A time when babes weren't stolen while we sleep
And a parent did not have to worry about
The people they let in the school to teach
When I didn't cry every time I turned on a tv
What happend to us I can't seem to believe that mankind
Has really forgotten how to love
That we can't afford to slow down and really show we care
Does no one realise what we are leaving behind
What about your babies babies what kind of life
Time is never ending so take some to care
SHOW OUR KIDS WHAT IT MEANS TO TRULY BE THERE
FOR THE ONES WE LOVE AND DONT KNOW
Pain always to much.
Love so rare;
Death, always in the air.
I watch the clock ever repeating,
I scream no one hears the sound
I love, only a few care
I morn, everyone just stares
I remember a time not so long ago, when people
Took the time to notice the others in their life
When they stopped to help them through the good
Even through the bad
A time when babes weren't stolen while we sleep
And a parent did not have to worry about
The people they let in the school to teach
When I didn't cry every time I turned on a tv
What happend to us I can't seem to believe that mankind
Has really forgotten how to love
That we can't afford to slow down and really show we care
Does no one realise what we are leaving behind
What about your babies babies what kind of life
Time is never ending so take some to care
SHOW OUR KIDS WHAT IT MEANS TO TRULY BE THERE
FOR THE ONES WE LOVE AND DONT KNOW
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