Making Music

All the family's in bed

Keeping safe in the night

In the papers they read

There's trouble in sight

Morning arrives and

Something has changed

They feel afraid

Feel as though

I'm falling again

And I just want to cry

So help me along

To where I belong

There I'm safe in sound

Making music

So we're packing our bags

Getting ready to hide

And I pray on the move

Looking up to the sky

Now we're losing our

Way but where can we turn

There's nowhere to stay

Feel as though

I'm falling again

And I just want to cry

So help me along

To where I belong

There I'm safe in sound

Making music</p>