When the war is over, we can be kind again
You can be my lover, I will be your friend
And the drunkard in the gutter who's laughing at the moon
Will have whiskey and dry ginger served from a silver spoon
And the phonies and the copouts, the lonelies and the weird
When the war is over, no battles to be won or lost
No one to claim the victory, no one cares to count the cost
And the children will be the teachers, their lessons will be so clear
And you will understand me, it's easy you will find
To reach with open arms, to speak with open mind
When the war is over, no battles to be won or lost
No one to claim the victory, no one cares to count the cost
When the war is, when the war is, when the war is over
When the war is, when the war is, when the war is over
When the war is, when the war is, when the war is over
When the war is all over
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