Shine on, brighter than the sun,
Live for every moment, before the moment's gone,
We shine on you and me tonight,
Way across the universe, burning like a fire in the night...
I was looking at a photograph,
Taken in a garden long before the war,
And out on the lawn,
There were old men and dogs and little children,
All of them gone forever;
There were people by the waterside,
Standing in the same place where I am today,
Nothing has changed - but you know,
That time is moving like a river,
It can only be love forever;
We shine on, brighter than the sun,
Live for every moment, before the moment's gone,
We shine on, you and me tonight,
Way across the universe,
Burning like a fire in the night;
There are those who can never cross,
The space between a father and a son,
When they are young,
We must say all the words that should be spoken,
Before they are lost forever;
And I was looking at a photograph,
Taken from a window way above the world,
We've got to learn,
We must leave here a garden for our children,
When we are gone forever;
We shine on, brighter than the sun,
Live for every moment, before the moment's gone,
We shine on, you and me tonight,
Way across the universe,
Burning like a fire in the night;
Shine on ...
Leave here a garden for the children,
Leave here a new world,
Leave here a garden for the children,
Leave here a new world,
Leave here a garden,
Leave here a new world,
Leave here a garden for the children,
Leave here a new world...
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