1136Tracy Chapman - Short Supply
		  
              Where are 
The sunny days 
The blue skies 
The flowers for the children 
The colors for their eyes? 
Don't you see 
Don't you see 
All these things now days 
Come in short supply 
It's time that we 
It's 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? 
Don't you see 
Don't you see 
All these things now days 
Come in short supply 
It's time that we 
It's 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? 
Don't you see 
Don't you see 
All these things now days 
Come in short supply 
It's time that we 
It's time that we 
Make a space in our hearts 
And open our eyes 
Or there'll be no more you 
There'll be no more me 
There'll be no more children 
All we know will cease to be 
Don't you see 
Don't you see 
The things of this earth 
Keep us alive 
It's time that we 
It's 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? 
Don't you see 
All these things they come in short supply 
It's time that we 
Make a space inside our hearts 
And open our eyes