We`re Sons Of Our Fathers

When I grow up to be a man like my father was when I was young I hope I can make him so proud of me Proud enough to call me his son What makes these people so different now what makes these times so strange? seems most people got most everything they need how come we see this change Our sons and daughters seem to be beyond our control their smile is fading fast, they're losing their soul when will we ever learn, yet I'm a believer When I was a boy, did we have more respect? this world seemed a nicer place to be but time slowly passes and one day you look around you hardly recognise what you see Our sons and daughters seem to be beyond our control their smile is fading fast, they're losing their soul now when will we ever learn, yet I'm a believer They're beyond our control We're all sons of our fathers sometimes I feel like mine and I can hear him say, the things I say seems all things come around in time Why these things happen we'll never know guess that was then and this is now we always knew that change was gonna come but I want to go back, please tell me how Our sons and daughters seem to be beyond our control their smile is fading fast, they're losing their soul when will we ever learn, yet I'm a believer