The women are a-weeping
For their blue eyed son
And the men are all beaten
For their day is done.
You were out on the Highway
With the stars in your eyes
Singing "Alas, alas- we were too young to die"
The Sky is blue & purple
And the moon is proud
And in the churchyard they are whispering
Beneath the ground
Well, they found you on the Highway
With the stars in your eyes
Singing "Alas, alas- we were too young to die"
Be good to yourself; be good to your heart
Be good to yourself; Love with your heart
Reach out in life, reach out in death
-And Love will be your requiem
If you had the world at your feet
If you had the love that you seek
Sing- "We are the stars, we are the skies"
And we're too young...