Short Supply - Tracy Chapman

Where are

The sunny days

The blue skies

The flowers for the children

The colors for their eyes?

Dont you see

Dont you see

All these things now days

Come in short supply

Its time that we Its time that we Make a space in our hearts

And open our eyes

Where are

All the sandy beaches

Fishes in the sea

Birds to sing for daybreak?

Where are all the trees?

Dont you see

Dont you see

All these things now days

Come in short supply

Its time that we Its time that we Make a space in our hearts

And open our eyes

Where are all the grassy hilltops

Clean air to breathe

Pure water to drink of Beautiful sights to see?

Dont you see

Dont you see

All these things now days

Come in short supply

Its time that we Its time that we Make a space in our hearts

And open our eyes

Or therell be no more you

Therell be no more me Therell be no more children

All we know will cease to be Dont you see

Dont you see

The things of this earth

Keep us alive

Its time that we Its time that we Make a space in our hearts

And open our eyes

Where are the sunny days?

Blue skies

The flowers for the children

All the colors for their eyes

All the sandy beaches

Fishes in the sea

All the birds to sing for daybreak

Where are

Where are

Where are all the trees?

Dont you see

All these things they come in short supply

Its time that we Make a space inside our hearts

And open our eyes