When I look up to the setting sky,
I ask myself simply why?
My Parents both gold hearted, strong
How could war do so wrong
I see my home in pieces, wrecked
The officers came in, looked and checked
I hear my neighbours weeping call
She'd lost everyone, one and all
I pity her, I pity me
If only bombers would stop and see
See the families torn apart
Trying to mend their broken heart
See the Children Parent-less
Piecing together the broken mess
A child clings on , weeping sad
She tearfully asks me "Where is dad?"
I do not know how to say
That her daddy now is far away
He's gone I tell her To fly and sore
I'm afraid daddy is no more
And now on the 9th of November
We stop our lives just to remember
Remember all the people who died
Because we're all crying floods inside.