7 acessos
A little child
Doesn´t know
If she is poor
On winter tile
As she crawls
Across the floor
Naivert can shine bright as the sun
In a precious little angel having fun
Now her mommy
Flyin´ higher than a dove
Overdosed on unconditional love
Now her daddy´s
Walkin´ proud for the first time
Whenever he holds his baby
She stops crying
That´s unconditional
A little teacher
In the world
Free of sin
She cannot tell
The difference
In the color of our skin
Naivety can shine bright as the sun
In a precious little baby having fun
I just wish our innocence would stay
I don't remember when we learn to hate