Never hurt a small kid’s innocent soul.
Don’t be the kidnapper of a kid’s dreams,
Because countless sad tears will you see roll,
Like rain drops that fall down a flower’s steam,
Because their innocent bright eyes will dry
And their soft kind hearts will harden like rocks;
Rocks full of illusions that cannot cry.
The world is full of hearts, hearts hard as rocks,
Rocks that were once children that no one loved,
That’s why you should never hurt a kid’s heart,
Because they’ll need help from the One above.
They are just nice kids that were set apart,
By the mean kidnapper of hopes and dreams;
If you look, be fooled not by what he seems.