A little boy sits on a hill
Eyes on'The sky, the world standing still
He softly asks, why is there war?
But no one wants it anymore
An old man joins with quiet grace
Time and stories etched on his face
He nods and says we all want peace
But somehow battles never cease
Where is the reason
In all this noise
Why do we fight
When we have the choice
The earth is beautiful
Life is so kind
Let's stop the madness
Before we run out of time
There's so much wisdom in the world
The boy goes on, his fists now curl
The old man sighs, yes, minds are bright
But hearts must guide us through the night
Fear and pride, the thirst for more
There the shadows behind the war
The reason whispers never shout
It lives in love not in doubt
Where is the reason
In all this noise
Why do we fight
When we have the choice
The earth is beautiful
Life is so kind
Let's start to cherish instead of divide
Maybe peace begins in the smallest place
In the courage to forgive
In the strength to show grace
Where is the reason
It lives in you
In every dream
Of something true
We all just want
A life in peace
So let's begin
Let the fighting cease