A tiny star lights up way up high
All across the land, dawns a brand new morn
This comes to pass when a child is born
The winds of change whisper in the trees
And the walls of doubt crumble, tossed and torn
This comes to pass when a child is born
You've got the feel you're on solid ground
For a spell or two, no one seems forlorn
This comes to pass when a child is born
Waiting for one child
Black, white, yellow, no one knows
But a child that will grow up and turn tears to laughter,
Hate to love, war to peace and everyone to everyone's neighbor
And misery and suffering will be words to be forgotten, forever
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