I don't want to hear
about a never-ending war,
About families without a home
and the ground shakes again.
I don't want to hear
about a storm on the other side of the world,
About flying homes,
Gigantic waves.
I just want you to come and tell me
that all will be well,
All will be well.
And all the spooky things
will not see me,
Will happen no more,
Will be no more.
Can't keep it in,
I don't want to think straight,
To work hard like a slave,
To run around in circles like everyone else.
I don't want to take part
in this world's rigged game,
To be afraid and never dream - that far ahead.
I just want you to come and tell me
that all will be well,
All will be well.
And all the spooky things
will not see me,
Will happen no more,
Will be no more.