Temperamental state we're in Daily fight for our life begins No weekly income means starvation Taken prisoner by our nation
Across the seas the war is still strong Too many people feel they don't belong A wordly separation of the heart By countless leaders these things start
They will never feel your sorrows They never feel your pain They will rob you til you bleed Then they'll throw you away
They will never see your children They will never hear them cry They will never have to answer When your children ask why.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
