They say that everytime a mission bell rings Somewhere up above us all An angel gets his wings Now theyr'e falling from the skies
Watch, a mother raise her son And see him grow Then catch a passing star And leave her standing on her own But her love can never die If this is true then I wanna know why
I wont be here when you get home To waltz into my arms When all our willing sins have been gone The worst of all is ignorance And missing your chance
If all is fair in love and war But no-one wins Or every second someone dies And someones life begins Then I wonder which is true
They say that if your'e young at heart You can't grow old And youth cannot be bought With what you jingle or you fold Are we rich or are we poor I still don't know and I wanna be sure
I wont be here when you get home To waltz into my arms When all our willing sins have been gone The only sin is ignorance And missing your chance
Of all the things we know and don't And can't decide The truth cannot be bought with what we Gamble or divide Neither can it be denied And if this is true then I wanna know why
So I wont be here when you get home To waltz into my arms When all our willing sins have been gone The only sin is ignorance And missing your chance