My mother would tell me better stay in line
you gotta look for the magic if there's a way there comes a time
My dad used to tell me you gotta work real hard
keep it straight and simple from the head, then the heart
If you asked my brother I know what he'd say

Let the children play

It's not where we're coming from it's how we turn from here
We know where we want to go we just need the light, to get us there...

My sister would show me to land on your feet
you gotta suffer fools before you get, get the life you need
So God would you tell me is there another way

Let the children play

It's not where we're coming from it's how we turn from here
We know where we want to go we just need the light, to get us there...