June 2007
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter,
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the flowers gone?
Girls have picked them every one
When will they ever learn?
Wh
They teach her to be nothing at all
They teach her to shut up
And to sit where they want her to
Silence is touching her, combing her hair