'm on the outside waiting For you to come around I search for words to say To keep your heart from breaking But at the end of day I'm on the outside
resources, and many of these countries have the capacity to feed their starving people and the children we always see digging for food in trash on commercials
children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. *
Jimmy always played the clown It was his way of hanging on to the crowd But when he was down he'd come around To get his hands on every agent known
sorrow. * Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children
broken heart. There's a war in the garden and my heart still says, the weeds will always win. They spend their lives beating their wives, they barely feed their children
this sorrow. * Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children
my broken heart. There's a war in the garden and my heart still says, the weeds will always win. They spend their lives beating their wives, they barely feed their children
