i hold my head up just enough to see the sky and when we go we wont go slow we'll put up such a fight when the day is through the dust turns into ash And all children know for sure this pain will surely pass strong and wise and You are love and when the tide it come you will float above and you will be one day exactly what you are... Just keep your head held high - kiss your fist and touch the sky!
too late to keep the world from dying - its not too late to spread the love you have... one day when we are ready for crying one day I know that we'll be there, little girl
(too late)
the sound we hear- it is our hearts, they are in time. they're marching clear and swift - the beat forever in our mind - it gives us hope, it gives the strength, you know, to carry on... Keep fighting till the end and past the end you will be strong!
too late to keep the world from dying - its not too late to spread the love you share And One Day... oooh - we'll all be dead there yeyeyeyeeh! Yes we will..