Little Boy In The Grass

Little Boy In The Grass I will tell you the story about the little boy I found in the grass Tired soul as he told me he could hear the children wanting to pass Sounds of laughter in the air Still today we hear them Finally we are over it all Finally we are over it all Let them run from the violence The world is way too cold and bright for their eyes Little boy runs beside them As they take his hand and jump to the sky Still today you hear him Finally I am over it, over it all Finally I am over, over it all When will my healing come? When will my healing come? Alone, sinking like a stone When will my healing come? Alone... Finally I am over it all Finally I am over it all Oh... Finally I am...