Tired Little One (Main Mix)

Tired little one In my arms so small all your dreams so innocent a place familiar to us all now as I try to lull you to sleep oh tie to those dreams that you must see Tired little child where the streets are your home nothing is yours the city your home so easy to walk on by problems to be stoppped asking why something's got to give I'd streched hand hiding you everyone is running hiding from the truth hear the words I sing all we have all we need