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 dawns a brand new morn
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This comes to pass when a child is born
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A silent wish sails the seven seas
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The winds of change whisper in the trees
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And the walls of doubt crumble tossed and torn
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This comes to pass, when a child is born
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A rosy hue settles all around
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You got the feel, you're on solid ground
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For a spell or two no one seems forlorn
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This comes to pass, when a child is born
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Spoken:
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And all of this happens, because the world is waiting.
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Waiting for one child; Black-white-yellow, no one knows...
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but a child that will grow up and turn tears to laughter,
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hate to love, war to peace and everyone to everyone's neighbor,
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and misery and suffering will be words to be forgotten forever
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It's all a dream and illusion now
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It must come true sometime soon somehow
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All across the land dawns a brand new morn
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This comes to pass when a child is born
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When a child is born
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| Michael Holm |
