Tired lil one in my arms so small, all your dreams are gains in a place familiar to soul.
Now as i tried to love u too sweet or tie to those dreams that u must see.
Tired lil child where the streets of ur hurm nothing's urs in the city of hurm
So easy to walk on by problems still beat stop askin polite
I'll stretch hands hiding u everyone unin hidin from the truth someting got to give
Tired lil one in my arms be strong all your dreams making sence what's right so wrong
Now as i watch u wake from ur stiill or tied to those dreams that u must see
All we have all we need
so easy to walk on by problems still ill stretch hands hiding you everyone's runin, hidin from the truth something's got to give All we have, all we need