Children Of The World

I don't want to hear all your yesterday's stories
Cause I've heard them all too long
And I don't want to see all your faded old pictures .
I don't want to look back while I'm young

Turn off your mind and put on your looking back glasses
Seems to be the golden rule today
Switch on your radio and tune in to your station
Just to hear the old songs play

But all I want is honesty
Don't be afraid to face your destiny

Children of the world now it's time for the future
I don't to waste this precious times on the past
And I just don't believe that the old times were good times.
That's all in your memory
You're fooling yourselves you see
So be alive
We'll make up for the losses in our prime

summer 1981