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Help a child understand its sadness;

This is a song that I thought I should sing

I tried to, but I couldn't sing it clearly

I tried to write, but I had nothing to say

Help a child understand its sadness;

This is the thought that I wanted to think

A thing can give only something itself has

What never saw cannot teach to see

This life is split in two:

There's what you think you need, baby

And what you really need, but you

Can never have it

This life is split in two:

Relief can never be relief

What you would need to learn to soothe yourself

Will not be there for you

Even with all the things you do

You love what you love because it demands that you do

Just know that I'll be there for you

Help a child understand its sadness

I wanna hear the child's deepest prayers

Listen quiet to its truest feelings

Hear what it means when it says it's scared

Help a child understand its sadness

So when it's grown won't even have to sing!

Unless its heart comes to sing in laughter

And joyous songs about beautiful things

But it's not too late for you:

There's value that's not counterfeit

Maybe some amount it survives

Maybe it is not too late for you?

There's love can't be counterfeited

Guess what I always want to sing is:

Tom, you want to do something true

For reasons not quite clear to you

You love what you love because it demands that you do

Yea I know it's not too late for you