I used to think the world was good
And people were kind
That the grass would always grow
And the sun would always shine
But then i got older
And i started to see more
Like how the people fight
And what they fight for
Ive seen people crying
And ive seen so much pain
That when i look at the world
It doesnt seem quite the same
So many wars
And precious young lives
Lost by the good under
Black midnight skies
Innocence lost
When it was all that they had
Hold close your good children
Before they go bad
Try to teach them right
And let them do no wrong
Make them care for the weak Before they get too strong
Such beautiful eyes
See such terrible things
Cover them tight
Before the get used to the sting
Cause innocence lost
Can never be found
When it’s laying in bloody
Red pools on the ground
