Someone's selling garden roses down the square People gathering by to breathe the morning air But no one sees the bitter cold and shivering empty hands A school girl running by and trying to beat the bell People dropping, tossing coins in wishing wells But no one cares for dreams that don't fit into our world Maybe nightfall darkens skies And maybe teardrops stain our eyes But may the slightest light start a fire A soldier in the hands of a forgotten mess Digging out the burning bullets in his chest So eager, bold and noble - printing footsteps on this earth Maybe nightfall darkens skies Maybe teardrops stain our eyes But may the slightest light start a fire Start a fire But may the slightest light start a fire
[00:06.75]Someone's selling garden roses down the square [00:13.92]People gathering by to breathe the morning air [00:20.25]But no one sees the bitter cold and shivering empty hands [00:32.44]A school girl running by and trying to beat the bell [00:38.99]People dropping, tossing coins in wishing wells [00:45.36]But no one cares for dreams that don't fit into our world [00:55.83]Maybe nightfall darkens skies [01:07.84]And maybe teardrops stain our eyes [01:20.59]But may the slightest light start a fire [01:31.05]A soldier in the hands of a forgotten mess [01:37.37]Digging out the burning bullets in his chest [01:43.53]So eager, bold and noble - printing footsteps on this earth [01:53.75]Maybe nightfall darkens skies [02:06.09]Maybe teardrops stain our eyes [02:18.56]But may the slightest light start a fire [02:25.50]Start a fire [02:44.66]But may the slightest light start a fire
