Strange and sudden came the storm that night Night of terror, nineteen forty two Seemed those clouds would only bring us snow Instead there came a war Green soldiers at the door and fear And so I was for all that night To dream of all the freedom Where bells could ring and we could sing And I could cry Without a hand to cover my mouth Back in nineteen forty two, my generation All we ever had to do was sleep and cry for milk Back in nineteen forty two, my generation All we ever had to do was try to keep alive Time has shoveled all those memories Schoolfriends and the dreams we dreamed of then Big ideas of how we'd reach success Be famous, move the world Be loved by pretty girls and old Those days seem so far away We've all made our own lives As years go by, the more I try To find out where Those friends live, work, sing, where are they now? Friends of nineteen forty two, my generation Do they all have families and children of their own? Friends of nineteen forty two, my generation They all have their grown-up dreams, that's just how it should be