In the streets, I hear children who aren't children
In the shadow of their laughter
In the alleyways, their bodies are all breaking
For a sign of life
In the towns, there are men who lie drinking
With the shadow of their dreams
In the alleyways, their bodies are all aching
For a sign of life
For a sign of life
A sign of life
Everywhere around us, there's life
Never to be found so much life
Hardest to hold on to
Hope and promise and a sign of life
In the houses, there are women who lie sleeping
In the shadow of their hearts
In the back room, there are babies who lie screaming
For a sign of life
In the night there are sounds of unreason
In the shadow of our fears
In the back room, the poverty is demon
A sign of life
Oh, a sign of life
A sign of life
Everywhere around us, there's life
Never to be found so much life
Hardest to hold on to
Hope and promise and a sign of life
Buried deep beneath the surface
Hidden underneath the lies
Darkened like a weakened spirit
Emptied as a desperate eye
But somehow we still believe
Everywhere around us, there's life
Never to be found so much life
Hardest to hold on to
Hope and promise and a sign of life
In the cities, there are people who are needing
In the shadow of our greed
In the world, there are hearts that are bleeding
For a sign of life
For a sign of life
A sign of life
Sign of life
A sign of life
Sign of life
Sign of life
Sign of life
A Sign of Life was written by Tret Fure.
A Sign of Life was produced by Teresa Trull.