| Last night I had a dream that there would be a morning after
|
| Long days, sunshine, and peace
|
| Long nights of love, forgiveness, and laughter
|
| Maybe it was just a dream but it could be reality
|
| Children are like planting seeds, you’ve got to let their flowers grow
|
| Don’t you know
|
| F che piova, (Let it rain)
|
| F che il cielo mi lavi il dolor (Let heaven wash away my pain)
|
| F che piova (Let it rain)
|
| Che sia la pace il nome d’amor (That peace would be the name of love)
|
| Through the rain I saw a child just like my child
|
| Someone’s son or daughter
|
| I watched as they played for a while
|
| I wanted to cry, those babies just smiled
|
| Maybe it was just a dream, but it should be reality
|
| A child is just God’s sign that peace and love are seeds to make
|
| Tomorrow grow
|
| F che piova, (Let it rain)
|
| F che il cielo mi lavi il dolor (Let heaven wash away my pain)
|
| F che piova (Let it rain)
|
| Che sia la pace il nome d’amor (That peace would be the name of love)
|
| Go on, we’ve tried war
|
| No one wants peace more
|
| Than the children who ask their dads why
|
| F che piova, (Let it rain)
|
| F che il cielo mi lavi il dolor (Let heaven wash away my pain)
|
| F che piova (Let it rain)
|
| Che sia la pace il nome d’amor (That peace would be the name of love) |