You who are on the road

must have a code that you can live by

and so become yourself

because the past is just a goodbye

Teach your children well

their father's hell

will slowly go by

and feed them on your dreams

the one they picks

the one you'll know by.

Don't you ever ask them why

if they told you, you would cry

so just look at them and sigh

and know they love you.

And you, of tender years

can't know the fears

that your elders grew by

and so please help them with your youth

they seek the truth

before they can die.

(Can you hear and do you care

and can't you see we must be free

to teach our children what you believe in

make a world that we can believe in)

Teach your parents well

their children's hell

will slowly go by

and feed them on your dreams

the one they picks

the one you'll know by.

Don't you ever ask them why

if they told you, you would cry

so just look at them and sigh

and know they love you