A ray of hope flickers in the sky,
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A tiny star lights up way up high,
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All across the land
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Dawns a brand-new morn,
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This comes to pass
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When a child is born.
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A silent wish sails the seven seas,
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The winds of change
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Whisper in the trees,
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And the walls of doubt
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Crumble tossed and torn,
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This comes to pass
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When a child is born.
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A rosy hue settles all around,
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You got the feel
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You¡¯re on solid ground,
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For a spell of two no one seems forlorn,
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This comes to pass
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When a child is born
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(And all of this happens,
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Because the world is waiting,
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Waiting for one child,
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Black, white, yellow,
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No one knows,
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But a child that'll grow up,
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And turn tears to laughter,
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Hate to love, war to peace,
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And everyone
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To everyone's neighbor,
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And misery and suffering
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Will be words to be forgotten
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Forever)
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It¡¯s all a dream, an illusion now,
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It must come true
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Sometime soon somehow.
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All across the land
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Dawns a brand-new morn,
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This comes to pass
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When a child is born.
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When A Child Is Born (Original version)
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Lutricia McNeal |