Suffer the children, let them come to me  Suffer the children, may they all, may we always be as children  Ooh, children  And the tie you wear is choking you  You seem sewn within your suit  You've buttoned down your fantasies  And tailor-made your truth  Yet... you daydream  Suffer the children, let them come to me  Suffer the children, may they all, may we always be as children  Ooh, children  And the girl within the woman  Wanted flowers in her hair  To be pretty as the petals  But the woman wouldn't dare  Be happy  (Music & lyrics by Delon Dotson; ©1992 Delon Dotson)