Look across to no-man's land
Out onto the plains below
Can you see that shattered home
Underneath the sunset's glow
Listen as the Muezzin's cry
Tells faithful men it's time for prayers
Pray for those departed, martyred
Could that mean that someone cares?
I don't see the world through your eyes
You don't see the world through mine
We can disagree
On how things ought to be
But our love can still be strong..
Look across to no-man's land
To the ruins over there
Can you see those shattered worlds
Over by the missiles lair
Can you see the flag of peace
Flutter from a schoolyard wall..
Can you hear the tiny dead
Cry for us they quietly call.
I don't see the world through your eyes
You don't see the world through mine
We can disagree
on how things ought to be
But our love can still be strong..
[x3]
Out onto the plains below
Can you see that shattered home
Underneath the sunset's glow
Listen as the Muezzin's cry
Tells faithful men it's time for prayers
Pray for those departed, martyred
Could that mean that someone cares?
I don't see the world through your eyes
You don't see the world through mine
We can disagree
On how things ought to be
But our love can still be strong..
Look across to no-man's land
To the ruins over there
Can you see those shattered worlds
Over by the missiles lair
Can you see the flag of peace
Flutter from a schoolyard wall..
Can you hear the tiny dead
Cry for us they quietly call.
I don't see the world through your eyes
You don't see the world through mine
We can disagree
on how things ought to be
But our love can still be strong..
[x3]
Contributed by giorgio - 2013/4/21 - 14:03
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Lyrics & Music by Bob Hughes
Album: Breakfast in Gaza