How many bad things in the world Hypocrisy, selfish ends of any sorts But there is a beauty that I know It’s a children who’ve never seen a storm They must sleep so sweetly Sniffing gently on a pillow I hope they don’t have nightmares And stress..
All about what you dream Will come true you will see If your heart is still pure All around will be like you
How much good in them How much love they're willing to give back We must awaken a child Within our heart I can only admire Your light that emanates from eyes Sleep, baby, sleep, baby-sweet Sleep, sleep.