I keep to myself what I might share with othersThey don't seem to understandI open my mouth to rediscoverThat I don't have the words of my commandHolding out for a world so much betterBut I'm a stranger in a stranger's landAll my friends are so loudCouldn't handle the pressureCounting their blessingsTrying to salvage what they canStrangers, angelsStrangers, angelsWe can sayWe open our minds as oneBut one more day's less awayWhen all the dreams of the youngNever come to beWhen I overhearMy parents' conversationsWhen I'm struck by the things they sayIt seems they traded the yearsFor mere complicationsWho ever thought it could endThis wayThey close the doorBut they can't lock itThere's something of their childhood remainsAnd they felt it beforeWhen the man in their pocketCounted the cost of their material gainsChildren say come what mayBe strong for the friends you knowBut one fine dayOr another dayWe'll remember the love we used to ownChildren say, children sayWe open our minds as oneBut one more day slips awayWhen all the dreams of the youngNever come to beEverybody hear them sayWell, you knew what I was sayingBut did you know what it meantWhen you saw the look in my eyesDid you know it was heaven sentWas it all a waking dreamAll the time we must have spentWell, I guess it must have beenSomehow that feeling came back to meChildren say, come what mayBe strong for the friends you knowBut one fine day, far awayWe'll remember the love we used to ownChildren say, children sayWe open our minds and walkOne more day, space awayWhen the dreams of the young never come to meAnd our children sayCan't children sayCan't children sayAnd our children sayCan't children sayCan't children sayOur children sayCan't children say