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Oh Children Video (MV)




Performed By: Allan Wilson
Length: 4:21
Written by: Allan Wilson




Allan Wilson - Oh Children Lyrics




The long cloud blows away
The warm sun lights another day
Blue is the sea
The whole world reveals itself to me

I'm here all alone
Like flotsam here I have been blown
Across the gentle
Indifference of the ocean

Flying like a bird I have wings made of water
I carry on my back all the weapons from the slaughter
They'll be broken into pieces by the soft hands of my daughter
And my sons will build a house out of shining light

Oh children
You are singing me
A world worth everything
That they say it should be

You bring the laughter
And you bring me magic
As I hold now in my hand
The world's greatest pageant

All the gold on earth and all the tea in China
Can't match a single moment with you, there's nothing finer
Than to be with you, to see you growing into
The kind of people that make this broken world worth knowing

And as I sit here, I hear your voices on the wind
Calling me home, from where I have been blown
I climb up on the dune and I see that you are spun
With light of a kind that comes not from the sun
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The long cloud blows away
The warm sun lights another day
Blue is the sea
The whole world reveals itself to me

I'm here all alone
Like flotsam here I have been blown
Across the gentle
Indifference of the ocean

Flying like a bird I have wings made of water
I carry on my back all the weapons from the slaughter
They'll be broken into pieces by the soft hands of my daughter
And my sons will build a house out of shining light

Oh children
You are singing me
A world worth everything
That they say it should be

You bring the laughter
And you bring me magic
As I hold now in my hand
The world's greatest pageant

All the gold on earth and all the tea in China
Can't match a single moment with you, there's nothing finer
Than to be with you, to see you growing into
The kind of people that make this broken world worth knowing

And as I sit here, I hear your voices on the wind
Calling me home, from where I have been blown
I climb up on the dune and I see that you are spun
With light of a kind that comes not from the sun
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Writer: Allan Wilson
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