You who are on the road Must have a code that you can live by And so become yourself Because the past is just a goodbye Teach your children well Their father's hell Will slowly go by And feed them on your dreams The one they picks The one you'll know by Don't you ever ask them why If they told you, you would cry So just look at them and sigh And know they love you. And you, of tender years Can't know the fears That your elders grew by And so please help them with your youth They seek the truth Before they can die (Can you hear and do you care And can't you see we must be free To teach our children what you believe in Make a world that we can believe in) Teach your parents well Their children's hell Will slowly go by And feed them on your dreams The one they picks The one you'll know by Don't you ever ask them why If they told you, you would cry So just look at them and sigh And know they love you
