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