Testo Lost Generation

We’re young people sleepin’
While we’re getting old
And stop dreamin’ yeah

We’ve got no one to follow
Nobody to listen to
Nothing to believe in
Here’s the confession
Of a child of one more lost

What will I tell my children
About the crazy world
I was livin’ in
After peace, love, sun and flowers
Generation
Of no desire

Here’s the confession
Of a child of one more lost
I’m a child of one more lost

We’re young people sleepin’ While we’re getting old
And stop dreamin’ yeah

We’ve got no one to follow
Nobody to listen to
Nothing to believe in

Here’s the confession
Of a child of one more lost
Here’s the confession
Of a child of one more lost

Of one more lost
Generation…