Black Sabbath: Over To You

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Born in a window,
nobody's fool;
raised in a prison,
you called a school.

Taught your religion,
told what to do;
I handed my childhood,
Over To You

Traveling endlessly,
I'm searching my mind.
I'm almost afraid of what I will find...

Wandering aimlessly,
Oh, what can I do?
I handed my future
Over To You,
to you...

Over To You
Future looks blue
What can I do?

Working for freedom,
fighting your wars,
feeding your children,
keeping your laws

Someday you'll suffer
then what I'll do
I'll hand all your promises,
Over To You.

Standing inside myself,
I'm losing control;
You made me believe in the stories you told.

Waiting impatiently,
what else can I do?
I handed my future
Over To You,
to you...

Sisters of sadness,
sealed in their cell;
whispering secrets,
what do they tell?

Mad politicians
can't tell it true.
I handed my children
Over To You

All over, over to you...