Somewhere in the world, a child is crying
Somewhere in the world, the sky is gray
Somewhere in the world, a dream is dying
Reduced to dust, and swept away
Somewhere in the world, a child is singing
Somewhere in the world, the sky is blue
Somewhere in the world, the bells are ringing
For life is hope, and God is true
Sunday, July 1, 2012
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