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World
is covered by our trails
Scars we cover up with pain
Watch them preach in sour lies I would
rather see this world through the eyes
of a child
Through the eyes of a child
Darker times will come and go Times you need
to see
her smile
And
mother's hands are warm and mild I
would rather feel this world through the
skin of a child
Through the skin of a child
When I
A human strokes your skin That is when you let them in
Let them in before they go I would rather feel alive with a childlike
soul
With a childlike soul