[Intro]
E A E B E
[Strophe]
       E              B               A             E 
So you speak to me of sadness and the coming of the winter, 
C#m             G#m                 A               B 
fear that is within' you know that seems to never  end, 
        E                 B 
and the dreams that have escaped you 
        A                   E 
and the hope that you've forgotten 
        C#m               E                  B 
and you tell me that you need me now and you want to be my friend 
        A 
and you wonder where we're going, 
             E                     B 
where's the rhyme and where's the reason 
         C#m          E           B 
and it's you cannot accept it is here we must begin 
            F#m 
to seek the wisdom of the children 
        E               A              B 
and the graceful way of flowers in the wind.
[Refrain]
        E                B              A              E 
For the children and the flowers are my sisters and my brothers, 
      C#m                 G#m              A             B 
their laughter and their loveliness would clear a cloudy day. 
         E             B                A             E 
Like the music of the mountains and the colors of the rainbow 
          C#m             E 
they're a promise of the future 
        B            E 
and the blessing for today.
[Strophe]
           E               B              A            E 
Though the city starts to crumble and the towers fall around us 
    C#m            G#m             A               B 
the sun is slowly fading and it's colder than the sea 
      E                 B               A                    E 
it is written: From the desert to the mountains they shall lead us 
       C#m              E               B 
by the  hand and by the  heart and they will comfort you and me. 
         A                                 E              B 
In their innocence and trusting, they will teach us to be free.
[Refrain]
        E                B              A              E 
For the children and the flowers are my sisters and my brothers, 
      C#m                 G#m              A             B 
their laughter and their loveliness would clear a cloudy day. 
         E             A            B              E 
And the song that I am singing is a prayer for non-believers 
          C#m         E          B              A    E 
come and stand beside us, we can find a better way.