|
Last night I dreamed of reality
There was no word called war
And everyone lived so peacefully
No more homeless people no word called poor
Living in a country that's more than free
Why must we start a war
Does the war have to start with me
Can't we talk first or do something more
I, I don't want to be taken down
Fighting for something which is found
It is called peace
And if you don't cease
In between
We'll be the one screaming
When will I be awaken from this reality
I don't want to die, die, die no more, no more
Take a look around you and see
That you're the only one who wants this war...
|
