Land of Confusion

There's too many men

Too many people

Making too many problems

And not much love to go round

Can't you see

This is a land of confusion.

I won't be coming home tonight,

My generation will put it right.

We're not just making promises,

That we know, we'll never keep.

I remember long ago when the sun was shining,

Yes, and the stars were bright all through the night,

And the sound of your laughter as I held you tight, so long ago.