Although, it?s a dream living on the road With wide eyes heading towards places unknown But sometimes, sometimes it?s so cold When the faces here lack
bed At least I?m alive But still I?ll have Nightmares that tonight Will be the same as last night It?s the same same fight we have everytime Escaping Amman
They?re too young to really know about what?s going on They?re fascination with their new surroundings They can be quite overwhelming They put the blinders
not everyday your son, proves he?s not afraid to die I washed my hands and packed my clothes The brightest whites from head to toe Hopped on a bus that left Amman