When the war is over, we can be kind again
You can be my lover, I will be your friend

And the drunker in the gutter whose laughing at the moon
Will have whiskey and dry ginger served from a silver spoon

And the phonies and the …., the lonelies and the weird
And one single moment who brush away their fear

When the war is over, no battles to be won or lost
No one to claim a victory, no one cares to cound the cost

And the children will be the teachers, their lessons will be so clear
To see with open eyes, to hear with open ears

And you will understand me, …… and you will find
To reach with open arms, to speak with open mind

When the war is over, no battles to be won or lost
No one to claim a victory, no one cares to cound the cost

When the war is, when the war is, when the war is over
When the war is, when the war is, when the war is over
When the war is, when the war is, when the war is over
When the war is …