Que Sera, Sera - Damien Rice

When I was just a little boy

I asked my father "How would it be

Would I be able to play in the trees

Cause they're cutting down forrest

And spreading diseases

And here's what he said to me

Que Sera Sera

Whatever will be will be

The future's not ours to see

Que Sera Sera

What will be will be

When I grew up and fell in love

I asked my sweetheart "What lies ahead

Will there be rainbows day after day

Will we become just another clich

Having it all yeah and thrown it away

Here's what my seetheart said

Que Sera Sera

Whatever will be will be

The future's not ours to see

Que Sera Sera

What will be will be

Now I have children of my own

They ask their father "What will we be

Will we be bitter Filled with regret

Will we be choking on our own shit

I tell them tenderly

Que Sera Sera

Whatever will be will be

The future's not ours to see

Que Sera Sera

Que Sera Sera

Whatever will be will be

The future's not ours to see

Que Sera Sera

Que Sera Sera

Whatever will be will be

The future's not ours to see

Que Sera Sera

What will be will be

Que Sera Sera