As a child, I play in the sandbox

As a child, we could be friends

Now that we have grown older

That's come to a bitter end

Trucks and horses, replaced by guns

Ethnic hatred replaces the fun

We go on fighting and murdering brothers

But the greatest gift is love





Chorus:

An eye for an eye,

a tooth for a tooth, or a cup of tea for two

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth,

or a cup of tea for two





So again we relive the story

The same old story man after man

And we think we're just so wise

Then why can't we get back to the sand





And we search for more,

never finding much

Believe like a child believes in love