When the War Is Over (Remastered)

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 lonelys and the weird
In one single moment will brush away their fears

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
To see with open eyes, to hear with open ears
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, when the war is all over