Nostradamus Lyrics - Justin Hayward

Do you ever get the feeling 

That it's all coming true 

And it's all being realised by you 

Do you ever get the feeling 

What was prophesied was true 

And it's all being witnessed now by you. 

The faces of the children 

In the artist's loving hands 

Are all returning 

Into sand 

The waters of the oceans 

Like the rivers running dry 

It brings a tear to your eye 

Don't let terra die. 

Do you ever get the feeling 

That it's all coming true 

And it's all being recognised by you 

Do you ever get the feeling 

Nostradamus told us true 

And it's all being witnessed now by you. 

The waters of the oceans 

Like the rivers running dry 

It brings a tear to your eye 

The faces of the children 

In the artist's loving hands 

Are all returning 

Into sand 

And slipped right through our hands.