When I am older than these small goddamned hills
And there´s no reason for my mind to be still

Oh, how I´ll feel like a beautiful child again
Such a beautiful child again
Such a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again

When I have finally found my room filled with toys
Be banging on my crib excited by noise

Oh, how I´ll feel
Oh, how I´ll feel
Oh, how I´ll feel like a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again
Such a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again

And when there´s nothing to gain
Or bring me pain
Or pin the blame
On you or myself

And when they finally fall
These wailing walls
And burning crosses
God´s twilight and all

Oh how I´ll feel
Oh how I´ll feel
Oh how I´ll feel like a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again
A beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again
Such a beautiful child
Such a beautiful child again
When I am older than these small goddamned hills