Ken Hensley Through The Eyes Of A Child
I once read a story About a world full of love Of freedom and glory As seen through the eyes of a child
We learned to believe That the earth was all Ocean and ground Though we were soon to see That there wasn't Enough to go 'round
I saw words and wars Though my books had told me My life would be one long song Man make laws Although laws make man So uncertain So uncertain what's right And what's wrong
Confused without reason Stumbling helplessly day by day It was all so deceiving For that child was me And I can't find the book anymore
For that child was me And I can't find the book anymore
