i hold my head up just enough to see the sky
and when we go we wont go slow we'll put up such a fight
when the day is through the dust turns into ash
And all children know for sure this pain will surely pass
strong and wise and You are love
and when the tide [bad word] you will float above
and you will be one day exactly what you are...
Just keep your head held high -
kiss your fist and touch the sky!

too late
to keep the world from dying - its not
too late
to spread the love you have...
one day
when we are ready for crying
one day I know that we'll be there, little girl

(too late)

the sound we hear- it is our hearts, they are in time.
they're marching clear and swift - the beat forever in our mind -
it gives us hope, it gives the strength, you know, to carry on...
Keep fighting till the end and past the end you will be strong!

too late
to keep the world from dying - its not
too late
to spread the love you share
And One Day...
oooh - we'll all be dead there
yeyeyeyeeh! Yes we will..