your life had just be gun
But now the bonds are changing,
your childhood's nearly gone.
Soon you will go, my son.
When you smiled, I'd answer,
that made you smile again
Are we becoming strangers
but you're dreaming all the day.
At school you sit and gaze at
Where old your hopes have faded
and yours have just begun
What do you dream, my son?
This world we've left you
When you watch us unbelieving,
but the world's so changed
sometimes you know as much as in
the new world that is coming
the old must ask the young
then where will you turn my son
you'll learn that people die
you'll go on dreaming once
And when you've joined our battle,
when you've learned right from wrong,
then you must go, my son.