A Child

A child is running in the streets Not wearing clothes and in bare feet One hand is reaching for the stars I’m sure her dreams they can't be far

Let the children keep their fantasy

You’re falling slow A place below Fading away A childish stay

I’m walking down to feel her soul Our hands they touch the night is cold A breeze is blowing through her hair In wonderland we’ll both be there

Help me, help me, help me Help me, help me, help me

Let the children keep their fantasy

You’re falling slow A place below Fading away A childish stay

You’re falling slow A place below Fading away A childish stay