| Song | Cry To Heaven |
| Artist | Elton John |
| Album | Ice On Fire |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Bernie Taupin Music:Elton John | |
| I found a black beret on the street today | |
| It was lying in the gutter all torn | |
| There's a white flag flying on a tall building | |
| But the kids just watch the storm | |
| Their dirty faces pressed on the windows | |
| Shattered glass before their eyes | |
| There's a mad dog barking in a burned out subway | |
| Where the sniper sleeps at night | |
| No birthday songs to sing again | |
| Just bricks and stones to give them | |
| Wrap them up in your father's flags | |
| And let them cry to heaven | |
| There are many graves by a cold lake | |
| As the beds were when your babies are born | |
| And your rag doll sits with a permanent grin | |
| But the kids just watch the storm | |
| I saw a black cat tease a white mouse | |
| Until he killed it with his claws | |
| Seems a lot of countries do the same thing | |
| Before they go to war |
| Lyrics: Bernie Taupin Music: Elton John | |
| I found a black beret on the street today | |
| It was lying in the gutter all torn | |
| There' s a white flag flying on a tall building | |
| But the kids just watch the storm | |
| Their dirty faces pressed on the windows | |
| Shattered glass before their eyes | |
| There' s a mad dog barking in a burned out subway | |
| Where the sniper sleeps at night | |
| No birthday songs to sing again | |
| Just bricks and stones to give them | |
| Wrap them up in your father' s flags | |
| And let them cry to heaven | |
| There are many graves by a cold lake | |
| As the beds were when your babies are born | |
| And your rag doll sits with a permanent grin | |
| But the kids just watch the storm | |
| I saw a black cat tease a white mouse | |
| Until he killed it with his claws | |
| Seems a lot of countries do the same thing | |
| Before they go to war |
| Lyrics: Bernie Taupin Music: Elton John | |
| I found a black beret on the street today | |
| It was lying in the gutter all torn | |
| There' s a white flag flying on a tall building | |
| But the kids just watch the storm | |
| Their dirty faces pressed on the windows | |
| Shattered glass before their eyes | |
| There' s a mad dog barking in a burned out subway | |
| Where the sniper sleeps at night | |
| No birthday songs to sing again | |
| Just bricks and stones to give them | |
| Wrap them up in your father' s flags | |
| And let them cry to heaven | |
| There are many graves by a cold lake | |
| As the beds were when your babies are born | |
| And your rag doll sits with a permanent grin | |
| But the kids just watch the storm | |
| I saw a black cat tease a white mouse | |
| Until he killed it with his claws | |
| Seems a lot of countries do the same thing | |
| Before they go to war |