Crossfire - Scorpions

It seems to me a nightmare becomes reality

The last days of the paradise are gone for you and me

We’re living in the crossfire

And we’ll be killed at first

Why cannot people that we made the leaders of the world

Understand that we don’t want to fight

Understand that we are much too young to die

Understand no one will survive

Understand that we love our life

Can I trust the meaning of the life line in my hand

Which is as long as exciting hundred years

I could be a lucky man

But I’m living in the crossfire

Of a time that starts to burn

Why cannot people that we made the leaders of the world