little boy in the grass

i will tell you the story about the little boy i found in the grass

tired soul as he told me he could hear the children wanting to pass

sounds of laughter in the air

still today we hear them

finally we are over it all

finally we are over

over it all

let them run from the violence

the world is way too cold and bright for their eyes

little boy runs beside them

as they take his hands and jump to the sky

still today you hear him

finally i am over

over it all

finally i am over

over it all

when will my healing come?

when will my healing come along?

sinking like a stone

when will my healing come along?

finally i am over it all

finally i am over it all

finally i am