Born with heaven in their eyes
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God sent, innocent
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The promise of life
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Born into this mess we뭭e made
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Holding the future
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And hope of better days
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멌ause these is nothing more beautiful
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And wild
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Than the dreams that grow in the heart
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Of every child
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They are the roses
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They are the lights that shine
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They are the waves that roll in the ocean tide
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They are angels
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They are souls in flight
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They are the hope that
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Everything뭩 gonna be alright
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They are the roses
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Imagine a place
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Filled with happy sounds of playgrounds
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Where ever child is safe
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Where people join hands
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And pray that the children
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Will all have a chance
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In every family, every tribe and every town
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We뭨e the keepers of this garden
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And we can뭪 let them down
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They are the roses
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They are the lights that shine
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They are the waves that roll in the ocean tide
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They are angels
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They are souls in flight
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They are the hope that
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Everything뭩 gonna be alright
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They are the roses
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Imagine a place
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Where all people join hands
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Where every child is safe
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They are the roses
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They are the lights that shine
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They are the waves that roll in the ocean tide
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They are angels
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They are souls in flight
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They are the hope that
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Everything뭩 gonna be alright
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They are the roses
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They Are The Roses
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| Jessica Andrews |
