She looks out at the world
with eyes of innocence.
In a world filled with hate,
that's your best defense.

For who can hate the lonely,
the beaten and the broken?
Who can wage the war against
the timid and soft-spoken?

A race to the finish is what
seems to define us all.
If there's nothing left to stand for,
then the best of us will fall.

It doesn't matter how we get there,
as long as we're on time.
Who's willing to take the blame
and who's willing to make the climb?

The way of life has never changed:
turn away from the forgotten and ignored.
Maybe if we close our eyes,
the past will be restored.