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We Are The Children Of The World

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 10.10.2012

Waiting on the wings
On the wings of time
Wonder what's to come
And what we will find

Dancing on a dream
In the magic of our mind
Reaching for the sun
As long as it shines

Living day to day
While we're on our way
We'll find we're already there

We are the children
We are the children
We are the children of the world

Underneath the blue
In a solitary light
Guiding by a star
A star in the night

The enemy we see
Is the enemy inside
Knowing we can win
Without knowing why

We'd be lost in hope
While we search for more
We find we're already there

We are the children
We are the children
We are the children of the world

We are the children
We are the children
We are the children of the world

How many times do we look to the sky
Knowing we've nothing to lose
We are the children who wanted to fly
Now we can fly to the moon

We are the children
We are the children
We are the children of the world

We are the children
We are the children
We are the children of the world


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