Text: Europe. Secret Society. Let The Children Play.

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'd ask 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 a line, to get us there...

My sister would show me
To land on your feet
You got to suffer fools
Before you get, life and need

So God would you tell me
Is there an other 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 line, to get us there...

My mother would tell me
Better stay in line
You gotta look for the magic
If there's a way there comes a time

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 line, to get us there...