she was someone's favorite daughter
he was someone's only son
they were raised up in a country
where anything could be done
they were raised up for the future
they were protected from the past
then set free with no direction
in a world that was changing so fast

it was a children's crusade
it was an innocent mistake

it was the foolish dream of children
it was the childish dream of fools
who had drifted to a new world
a wild world without rules
and they mistook it for the new eden
and they danced beneath the moon
while a war raged all around them
it would rage within them so soon
and it stripped them of their costumes
and it stripped them of their youth
left them standing there defenseless
thinking bad was good, wrong was right
and lies were the truth

it was a children's crusade
it was such an innocent mistake...