by the fire in their hearts
And the song in their mind
by the light of the stars
and the droplets they shined
Waiting
Waiting for the sunshine galore
Waiting for a spark in their eyes
till their heels went all sore
and quietly hid their cries
Hoping
That the day would come by
and the darkness would die
throw open the doors
and clean up their floors
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