Treasure Island

Alex Daydream

(26/04/1997)

We Are The Children


We are the children who never got to be children
We all grew up too fast
We are the children who cried silent tears
Praying it wouldn't last

We are the children who practised their smile
Hiding all the pain inside
We are the children who couldn't get away
Got dragged along for the ride

So now hear my prayer
Let the children smile
Don't take away their youth and innocence
Let them be kids for a while

So now join this march
For the children's rights
Don't lock them away in the cold and the dark
Just give them a shining light

The kids don't work they do my head in
Just remember it's coz of all the lies you spin
You think it's messed up now - just wait till you're old
You never made those memories out of gold

The kids they cry
Every single night
Just let them smile
And see the light

Submitted: Friday, December 30, 2011
Edited: Thursday, October 25, 2012
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