B
Richard Crighton / Wells
I've seen that stare, I've heard your reasons
A spiteful glare, hateful seasons rolling on & on
Blind hate but no remorse
A fantasy, a dream illusion of purity
Hateful seasons rolling on & on
Blind hate but no remorse
Set the controls for peace and love
Let the warheads fly love multiply
Target darkness, sow the seeds of hope & trust
It's your choice
Turn your back on hatred
Or turn your back on love
A fantasy, a dream illusion of purity
Hateful seasons rolling on & on
Blind hate but no remorse
