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In my dream children sing a song of love for every boy and girl The sky is blue and fields are green and laughter is the language of the world Then I wake and all I see is a world full of people in need Tell me why (why) does it have to be like this? Tell me why (why) is there something I have missed? Tell me why (why) cos I don’t understand. When so many need somebody we don’t give a helping hand. Tell me why? Everyday I ask myself what will I have to do to be a man? Do I have to stand and fight to prove
