Where have the flowers gone sun-children

Your shirts are loud and your hair is long

Now do you ever think we'll make it

something more than a uniform



And we're almost there

We learn to love and we learn to give

and we earn the flowers in our hair



Where has the vision gone sun-children

Colors glow but your eyes are closed

I swear I still believe we'll make it

In your eyes I see your soul



And we're almost there

We learn to love and we learn to give

And we earn the flowers in our hair my friend

So take my hand

One day is always too far away



I wish we had the hearts of children

Their eyes are wide and their love is pure

But we only dare to say ''please love me''

at the seventh glass of wine