Song for little man What you go and do You go and give the boy a gun Now there ain't place to run to Ain't no place to run to When he hold it
I know I may be wishing On a world That may never be But I'll keep on wishing No matter how hopeless Or foolish It may seem I'll keep on wishing
I used to be a sailor Who sailed across the seas But now I'm just an island Since they took my boat away from me Oh no I don't like being stationary
If these are the things that Dreams are made of Why don't I dream Anymore I've tried to tell myself Nothing's changed my dear But I look around me
I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart We should have been holding each other Instead we talked I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart
hard day Every door you tried to open Was closing in your face I'm right here I'll be right here I'll embrace you I'll be open with my heart I'll
that you have Are never realized So You've got a big house And you drive a fancy car So what if your pockets are full If you have an empty heart
The love that you had In your heart is gone Any touch of sincerity Any trace of compassion What hardened your heart? What turned it to stone? What
Early in the morning she rises The woman's work is never done And it's not because she doesn't try She's fighting a battle with no one on her side
Don't you see All these things now days Come in short supply It's time that we It's time that we Make a space in our hearts And open our eyes Where
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