So many people die, I've got a dream they lived under the sun So many people, so little time to reveal So many people die, I've got a dream they lived under the sun In so many numbers, so little time to reveal what they've done Kissing the time bomb, private war October 26, 1988 In the headlines: Chad war new offensive More than 300 people killed IRA claims police killing One in a million, on the road of my life So many people go to war, so many people set on crimes That I can't take and I will carry the day You know the paper boy running the store at the end of the road So don't you remember, he got a scene at the end of a rope Hung like a soldier, brave and tall Johannesburg: riot police Using tears gas and clubs Clashed tuesday with University students protesting Nationwide elections Wednesday for racially segregated Municipals councils One in a million, on the road of my life So many people go to war, so many people set on crimes That I can't take and I will carry the day So many people One in a million, on the road of my life So many people go to war, so many people set on crimes That I can't take and I will carry the day So many people go to war, so many people set on crimes That I can't take and I will carry the day.