So here I am
The Class of seventy six
Worn, drawn and frayed
Not to wonder why at this.
The way of things to come
The beat has just begun
I need your love
I need so much — love
I need your love
I need your love, need you here.
So I can sleep
So I’ll not dream of war
To reassure the me you’ve brought so far
The way of things to come
The beat has just begun
I need your love
I need so much — love
I need your love
I need your love
I need your love
I need your love
The way of things to come
The beat has just begun
