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When I grow up to be a man

like my father was when I was young

I hope I can make him so proud of me

Proud enough to call me his son



What makes these people so different now

what makes these times so strange?

seems most people got most everything they need

how come we see this cahnge



Our sons and daughters seem to be beyond our control

their smile is fading fast, they`re losing their soul

when will we ever learn, yet I`m a bliever



When I was a boy, did we have more respect?

this world seemed a nicer place to be

but time slowly passes and one day you look around

you hardly recognise what you see



Our sons and daughters seem to be beyound our control

their smile is fading fast, they`re losing their sooul

now when will we ever learn, yet I`m a believer



They`re beyond our control



We`re all sons of our fathers

sometimes I feel like mine

and I can hear him say, the things I say

seems all things come around in time



Why these things happen we`ll never know

guess that was then and this is now

we always knew that cange was gonna come

but I want to go back, please tell me how



Because our sons and daughters seem to be beyond our control

their smile is fading fast and they`re losing their soul

when will we ever learn, yet I`m a believer

When I grow up to be a man

like my father was when I was young

I hope I can make him so proud of me

Proud enough to call me his son



What makes these people so different now

what makes these times so strange?

seems most people got most everything they need

how come we see this cahnge



Our sons and daughters seem to be beyond our control

their smile is fading fast, they`re losing their soul

when will we ever learn, yet I`m a bliever



When I was a boy, did we have more respect?

this world seemed a nicer place to be

but time slowly passes and one day you look around

you hardly recognise what you see



Our sons and daughters seem to be beyound our control

their smile is fading fast, they`re losing their sooul

now when will we ever learn, yet I`m a believer



They`re beyond our control



We`re all sons of our fathers

sometimes I feel like mine

and I can hear him say, the things I say

seems all things come around in time



Why these things happen we`ll never know

guess that was then and this is now

we always knew that cange was gonna come

but I want to go back, please tell me how



Because our sons and daughters seem to be beyond our control

their smile is fading fast and they`re losing their soul

when will we ever learn, yet I`m a believer

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