Текст песни Realtime - Suffer the Children

Suffer the children, let them come to me
Suffer the children, may they all, may we always be as children
Ooh, children
And the tie you wear is choking you
You seem sewn within your suit
You've buttoned down your fantasies
And tailor-made your truth
Yet you daydream
Suffer the children, let them come to me
Suffer the children, may they all, may we always be as children
Ooh, children
And the girl within the woman
Wanted flowers in her hair
To be pretty as the petals
But the woman wouldn't dare
Be happy
(Music & lyrics by Delon Dotson; ©1992 Delon Dotson)