If ever a boy, Stood on the moon All the heavens would call them angels 'round Stop the tears from troubled skies... From Fall ing... falling... falling
If ever the river could, Whisper your name, Would the choices you made still... be the same? Like a flower that dies from angry rain ... Why do we hurt Ourselves?
Where is the love... That lets the sunlight in to start again? The love... that sees no colour lines Life begins, with love, So spread your wings and fly, Guide your spirit safe and sheltered, A thousand dreams that we can still believe...
If ever a boy, Stood on the moon, Carrying all of his treasures from the stars, To a rainbow which leads to where we are Together we chase the sun
Where is the love... That lifts my brother's voice, To the skies The love That answers a mother's cry Life begins, with love, So spread your wings and fly, Guide your spirit safe and sheltered, A thousand dreams that we can still believe...
A boy stood on the moon... The ancient souls can still discover A thousand dreams that we can still believe That we can still believe We can Still believe We can still believe...
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