Children

Everybody here used to be children
Born into the world beneath the sun
Growing with a foolish heart
And pockets full of faith
Praying we'll all matter to someone

Everybody here has had a mother
Even if they never saw her light
But everybody here used to be children
We are born with someone else's eyes
We are born of children

Everybody here used to be children
Even if we hid it deep inside
Wasting days on make-belief
Believing we are strong
Only to find we're afraid at night

Everybody here has had a father
Even if he never talked of love
But everybody here used to be children
We are born of daughters and of sons
We are born of daughters and of sons
We are born of children



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Writer(s): Arnthor Birgisson, Ina Wroldsen
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