In a world of disaster,
A father left without a daughter,
Mothers crying for some shelter,
I dream of Peace
In a world of deciet and lie,
A child is left alone to cry,
Although without his parents he may die,
I dream of Peace
In a world that is so cold,
There is no hand for them to hold,
They were young but they grow old,
Nothings changed, but I dream of Peace.
:-[ I'm bored
A father left without a daughter,
Mothers crying for some shelter,
I dream of Peace
In a world of deciet and lie,
A child is left alone to cry,
Although without his parents he may die,
I dream of Peace
In a world that is so cold,
There is no hand for them to hold,
They were young but they grow old,
Nothings changed, but I dream of Peace.
:-[ I'm bored