We're Sons of Our Fathers - Phil Collins

When I grow up to be a man

Like my father was when I was young

I hope I can make him so proud of me

Proud enough to call me his son

What makes these people so different now?

What makes these times so strange?

Seems most people got most everything they need

How come we see this change?

Our sons and daughters seem to be beyond our control

Their smile is fading fast, they’re losing their soul

When will we ever learn?

Yet I’m a believer

When I was a boy, did we have more respect?

This world seemed a nicer place to be

But time slowly passes, and one day you look around

You hardly recognize what you see

Our sons and daughters seem to be beyond our control

Their smile is fading fast, they’re losing their soul

When will we ever learn?

Yet I’m a believer

We’re all sons of our fathers

Sometimes I feel like mine

And I can hear him say the things I say

Seems all things come around in time

Why these things happen we’ll never know

Guess that was then and this is now

We always knew that change was gonna come

But I want to go back

Please tell me how

Our sons and daughters seem to be beyond our control

Their smile is fading fast, they’re losing their soul

When will we ever learn?

Yet I’m a believer