You are afraid, you are afraid
in these fragile days of men.
You are afraid, you are afraid
we may never meet again.
Well, so am I but don`t you cry because
I`ll be there in the song of your memory,
in a land where tommorow never comes.
I`ll be there in the wings of a butterfly
where the wind through the tall grass sweetly hums.
I`ll be there in the depths of a beggar`s eyes,
in the rivers of tears as the wars rage on.
There in the kiss of a lover`s lips.
I`ll be there even though you think I`ve gone,
so don`t be afraid
Don`t be afraid.
I am afraid, I am afraid
these are fragile days of men.
And I know you are afraid, you are afraid.
You know something`s coming but you don`t know when.
Remember me, I`ll be in all that you see.
I`ll be there in the song of your memory,
in a land where tommorow never comes.
I`ll be there in the wings of a butterfly
where the wind through the tall grass sweetly hums.
I`ll be there in the depths of a beggar`s eyes,
in the rivers of tears as the wars rage on.
There in the kiss of a lover`s lips.
I`ll be there even though you think I`ve gone,
so don`t be afraid
Don`t be afraid.