| A child looks up into my eyes, nothing to say
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| An open hand with scars can hide the pain away
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| What I can give is not enough to help him grow
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| How can I fulfill his needs, embrace his soul?
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| The hope deep in his eyes are dreams he must let fly
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| So sing this song with me, this hopeful melody:
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| Just raise your head up and stand up, no fear in your eyes
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| Tell me love and hope never die
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| So raise your head up and stand up, no reason to cry
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| 'Cause your heart and soul will survive
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| The child struggled to survive, now he’s a man
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| With children of his own, he does the best one can
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| Tries to live with love and not let sorrow grow
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| Even though he barely reaps all that he sows
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| The hope deep in his eyes are dreams he must let fly
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| So sing this song with me, this hopeful melody
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| Aledayall, aledeya ya
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| Aledayall, aledeya ya
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| Aledayall, aledeya ya
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| Aledayall, aledeya ya
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| Aledayall, aledeya ya |