Where have the flowers gone sun-children Your shirts are loud and your hair is long Now do you ever think we'll make it Something more than a uniform
And we're almost there We learn to love and we learn to give And we earn the flowers in our hair
Where has the vision gone sun-children Colours glow but your eyes are closed I swear I still believe we'll make it In your eyes I see your soul
And we're almost there We learn to love and we learn to give And we earn the flowers in our hair my friend So take my hand One day is always too far away
I wish we had the hearts of children Their eyes are wide and their love is pure But we only dare to say 'please love me' At the seventh glass of wine...
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