كلمات Revolution Without Arms

John Doe, the answer to my prayers Won't you come alive in the picture that I painted Moon and stars won't you come to my rescue Let me enslave you, owning you will make me whole Green leaves won't you gather around me Keep me company and I'll never beg again Choose your revolution... Without arms We've got a war to fight Can't you see? My knight trapped in shining armor Take me far away, I know that you are real.