Raul Malo)



A child who is raised by an unworthy hand

Has less of a chance being a man

Who will try to remember and then understand

Why a mother would cry

while a husband lay dead

Shot down by a gun of a runaway train

Called life in the fast lane

it all ends the same

Well the same children's lives

they will always regret

Are the children who never forget



A man ends up tired and walking alone

On a street corner singing for a penny a song

What he cannot remember was never his own

That's the answer he gives

when he speaks of his home

Well the streets are my life

I don't know anymore

Where the children's are junkies

and the ladies are whores

Well the same children's lives

they will always regret

Are the children who never forget



Chorus

Goodnight, goodnight sweet child

Why don't you dream with the angels

to forget for awhile

To forget of the life

that's been handed to you

Where everything's real,

yet nothing is true

Well perhaps you can change

what the cards always read

For the children who never forget



For a time they were counting

you out of this race

You stood up like a champion

that had fallen like grace

Never showing the anguish

that had covered your face

You were raped and forgotten

left to die in disgrace

Shot down by a gun of a runaway train

Called life in the fast lane

it all ends the same

Well the same children's lives

they will always regret

Are the children who never forget



Repeat chorus twice



Goodnight, goodnight sweet child

Why don't you dream with the angels

to forget for awhile