You are a drop in the rain,
Just a number not a name
You won't see it
You don't believe it
At the end of the day
You are a needle in the hay
You signed and sealed it
And now you gotta deal with it
The good die young
There might be no tomorrow
In God we trust
Through all this pain and sorrow
The good die young
The flame will burn forever
And no one knows your name
Bring the boys back home again
The world closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close,like brothers
The future's in the air
I can feel it everywhere
Blowing with the wind of chan
Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past forever
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me