I remember a child crying in the night
 Her tribe had died in front of her eyes

 Shouts for help, sounded from a little Indian voice
 She felt cold and fear

 In that night the forest heard her voice but nobody wanted to help her
 She was alone looking at the sky waiting for salvation, save her

 She tried to cry (SHE TRIED TO CRY)
 Please tell me why (PLEASE TELL ME WHY)
 So much [bad word] for this child (SHE WANTED TO CRY)
 She'd lived in peace in her tribe before the white man arrived

 They fought in the night and tried to survive
 Their weapons were simply bows and arrows to fight

 Shouts of fear and pain sounded in that bloody night
 They tried to save their lives

 Her little dreams of a tomorrow will not happen, only a salvation
 Can change this and [bad word] from the sky a hope of a new day to live in peace forever