With the innocence of a baby,
the burden in my heart and
the freedom of my conscience,
i write to you, this song of hope.
a little bit of faith
is all you need to fly
you might lack a thing or two,
but so does everyone else.
so, with eyes on the prize like christ,
remain strong and do not waiver.
when the world picks on you,
envision your breakthrough,
then make it come through,
for it all depends on you.
the world is mean and cruel,
but you've got the antidote-love!
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