To Our Childern's Childern's Children Songtext

when tommorow comes
sad things will
disappear

alone
at midnight
i can hear the faint sound
of a cassette tape

to our children's
children's
children
when you become adult
the world will seem
smaller

alone
at midnight
i can hear the faint sound
of a cassette tape
at midnight
someone calls me
an old friend
whose name i've forgotten

to our children's
children's
children
when you become adult
the world will seem
a better place

to our children's
children's
children
when tomorrow comes
you'll forget
almost everything