Texty: Alphaville. A Handful Of Darkness.

(Gold/Lister)

Take a look at that child - living in a zone of war
It could be yours or mine but not for very long
For now it's judgement's day, tonite it will be killed
But maybe in your dreams it comes around again
To tell you lovely things about a paradise
Where everything is clean and everybody's nice
And everything is love and everything is light
Where Mom and Papa wait to kiss you good night

Oh mighty Jesus, where is the sky?
Where is that great wide open
Where I used to fly?
Where went my strength and anger
Who takes the blame?
Are we just lost in life - without an aim?
Oh mother Mary, where have we gone?
So far away from you and from the sun
I send you all my love
In a handful of darkness

And all the things you've done
And all the things you've seen
And all the books you've read
Are spinning in your head
And every time you leave and every time you stay
You'll always turn around and think about the day
There's not much we can do
There's not much we could say
It's all about the things we do from day to day
And all the things we've done
And all the things we've seen
And all the books we've read
Stay somewhere in our heads

Oh mighty Jesus, where is the sky?
Where is that great wide open
Where I used to fly?
Where went my pride and courage
Who takes the blame?
Are we just lost in hate - without an aim?
Oh mother Mary, where have I gone?
So far away from home and from the sun
I send you all my hopes
In a handful of darkness

Just take a look at that child...