Thank you.
Tonight, I anxiously wait for you
For promises I'll make
A star
lights up way up high.
All across the land dawns a brand new morn.
This comes to pass when a child is born.
A silent witch sails the seven seas.
The moons have changed, whispering the trees.
In the walls of doubt, crumbled,
tossed and torn.
This comes to pass when a child is born.
A
rosy hue
settles all around.
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.
And all of this happens
because the world is waiting.
Waiting for one child.
Black, white, yellow,
no one knows.
But
a child that would grow up and turn tears to laughter,
hate to love,
war to peace,
and everyone to everyone's neighbor.
And misery and suffering would be forgotten forever.
For all the dream and illusion now,
it must come true someday soon somehow.
All across the land dawns a brand new morn.
This comes to pass when a child is born.