Bu ba du ba baa da, ba dah, bah dah
They say that every time a mission bell rings
somewhere up above us all
an angel gets his wings
now they're falling from the skies
Watch, a mother raise her son
and see him grow
then catch a pa**ing star
and leave her standing on her own
but her love can never die
if this is true then I wanna know why
I won't be here when you get home
to waltz into my arms
when all our willing sins have been done
the worst of all is ignorance
and missing your chance
If all is fair in love and war
but no-one wins
or every second someone dies
and someone's life begins
then I wonder which is true
They say that if you're young at heart
you can't grow old
and youth cannot be bought
with what you jingle or you fold
are we rich or are we poor
I still don't know and I wanna be sure
I won't be here when you get home
to waltz into my arms
when all our willing sins have been done
the only sin is ignorance
and missing your chance
Of all the things we know and don't
and can't decide
the truth cannot be bought with what we
gamble or divide
neither can it be denied
and if this is true then i wanna know why
so I won't be here when you get home
to waltz into my arms
when all our willing sins have been done
the only sin is ignorance
and missing your chance