If you think you've figured it out
And if you think it's how it should be
Tell me why children suffer and men want to die
There's so much love, courage, knowledge, and hope
We still live, love, and do it in vain
And our fight for freedom is still the same, the same…
If you look at a man with a child in his eyes
The boy cries when the man wants to die
He gives up in the future, next thing, he falls in love with a smile
If you think you've figured it out
Tell me, was it just chance or did his heart choose?
And how can you know when hearts are immune to the rules?
If you think you've figured it out
Tell me why, an old man, must he be humbled so?
And why do I ask when it's time for the mind to let go?
If you look at a man with a child in his eyes
The boy cries when the man wants to die
He gives up in the future, next thing, he falls in love with a smile
If you look at a man with a child in his eyes
The boy cries when the man wants to die
He gives up in the future, next thing, he falls in love with a smile
If you look at a man with a life in his eyes
The boy laughs while the man wants to die
He's refined, he's alive, he loves one with no name who still smiles
If you look at a man with a life in his eyes
The boy laughs while the man wants to die
He's refined, he's alive, he loves one with no name who still smiles