Sarajevo

In the town of Sarajevo

There's an old medieval square

There's a church aside one corner

Most believe was always there



It was built a thousand years before

Any now were born

And its glory was its belfry

With its stones all gray... and worn



Now there's a gargoyle on that belfry

And he's been up there for years

And he's watched and he has pondered:

"What is laughter, what are tears?"



And he's never found his answers

As he sees the years go by

But he watches and he wonders

With his stone unblinking eyes