Here they comenYour sons and daughtersnDown your streetsnAnd round your cornersnFair of facenAnd lost forevernDreaming dreamsnOf what they know will comenSo soonnnOne by one all togethernTell your talesnTo your mothernTell the worldnTake it furthernLook aroundnThere'll be others soonnSo soonnnDon't go taking us for grantednWe will break your heartnSomeone's gonna break your heartnSo soon so soonnnWrap yourself up warmnOn this winters daynKeep yourself safenI'll keep the wolves at baynThe wind blows hardnAnd it gets coldernIt gets coldnnHere they comenYour sons and daughtersnDown your streetsnAnd round your cornersnTelling talesnTell your mothernTell the worldnThere'll be others soon