To Our Children's Children's Children

to our children's
children's
children
when you grow up
you'll see the world
a little different

to our children's
children's
children
when tommorow comes
sad things will
disappear

alone
at midnight
i can hear the faint sound
of a cassette tape

to our children's
children's
children
when you become adult
the world will seem
smaller

alone
at midnight
i can hear the faint sound
of a cassette tape

at midnight
someone calls me
an old friend
whose name i've forgotten

to our children's
children's
children
when you become adult
the world will seem
a better place

to our children's
children's
children
when tomorrow comes
you'll forget
almost everything