It`s a cold day
in his hot heart
and a loud fire
lights the sky again
And he`s running for his life
his whole young life
never started the war
of his fathers
And everytime he falls asleep
he dreams himself far away
dreams of the silence
dreams himself away
A gentle wind blows
and the sky is wide
This war is over
the soldiers are going home
And white flags fly
and everybody is free, free, free
Tonight my friend
I dreamt of peace
And he wakes up
in the rain of fire
the night`s paralyzed
no stars to see
Red sand runs
through his little hands
he knows how lives end
but not how they start
And everytime he falls asleep
he dreams himself far away
dreams of the silence
dreams himself away
a gentle wind blows
and the sky is wide
This war is over
the soldiers are going home
And white flags fly
and everybody is free, free, free
Tonight my friend
I dreamt of peace
There are so many buried dreams
but he`s never stopped
dare dreaming
Now he`s far away
with healed wounds
His small hands
have found peace