There are babies in their beds
Terror in their heads for the love of life
Saints go marching
Sarajevo, Sarajevo, Saraje
And people die out there
Saints go marching
When do the saints go marching in?
No fear for children anymore
Bosnia was so unkind
Bosnia was so unkind
Bosnia was so unkind, Sarajevo changed my mind
Sarajevo, Sarajevo, Sarajevo, Sarajevo
And we all call out in despair, all the love we need isn't there
We live in our secure surroundings
When do the saints go marching in?
Saints go marching
Sarajevo erects another doom
When do the saints go marching in?
And we all sing songs in our room
When do the saints go marching in?
Sure things would change if we really wanted them to
