Children Of This Time (Album Version)

Children Of This Time (Album Version) - Europe

She spends one evening alone she's on fire

Thinkin' of you in a dream

You come home and she says you're a liar

Asking "where have you been"

But she's the angel of your heart

There's not a thing that could set you apart

If nothing comes by 'till the end

If nothing goes wrong

She will always be your friend

You're a fool when you think that she's someone

Who would believe in a lie

You're a fool when you don't think she's someone

Whom you can make cry

Cause you're the hero of her heart

There's not a thing that could set you apart

If nothing comes by 'till the end

If nothing goes wrong

You will always be her friend

You are the children of this time

You are the bread and the wine

You are compions 'till the end

You've got yourselves to defend

You are the children of this time

You are the bread and the wine

You are compions 'till the end

You've got yourselves to defend

Give her more so much more and you'll find out

That it will come in return

Tell her more so much more about your feelings

And she will make them burn

Cause you're the children of today

There's not a thing that could stand in your way

If nothing comes by 'till the end

If nothing goes wrong

You will always be friends

You are the children of this time

You are the bread and the wine

You are compions 'till the end

You've got yourselves to defend

You are the children of this time

You are the bread and the wine

You are compions 'till the end

You've got yourselves to defend

She spends one evening alone she's on fire

Thinkin' of you in a dream

You come home and she says you're a liar

Asking "where have you been"

But she's the angel of your heart

There's not a thing that could set you apart

If nothing comes by 'till the end

If nothing goes wrong

You will always be friends

You are the children of this time

You are the bread and the wine

You are compions 'till the end

You've got yourselves to defend

You are the children of this time

You are the bread and the wine

You are compions 'till the end

You've got yourselves to defend