Tired lil one
in my arms so small,
all your dreams are gains in
a place familiar to soul.
Now as i tried
to love u too sweet
or tie to those dreams
that u must see.
Tired lil child
where the streets of ur hurm
nothing's urs
in the city of hurm
So easy to walk on by
problems still beat stop askin polite
I'll stretch hand hiding u
everyone runin hidin from the truth
someting got to give
Tired lil one
in my arms be strong
all your dreams making sence
what's right so wrong
Now as i watch u
wake from ur stiill
or tied to those dreams
that u must see
All we have
all we need
so easy to walk on by
problems still
ill stretch hands
hiding you
everyone's runin, hidin from the truth
something's got to give
All we have, all we need
Why am i be this way