A ray of hope flitters in the sky. A shiny star lights up way up high. All across the land dawns a brand new morn. This comes to pass when a child is born. A silent wish sails the seven seas. The winds have changed whisperin the trees. And the walls of doubt crumble tossed and torn. This comes to pass when a child is born. A rosy fume settles all around. You’ve got the feel you’re on solid ground. For a spell or two no-one seems forlorn. This comes to pass when a child is born. (spoken). And all of this happened. Because whe world is waiting. Waiting for one child. Black white yellow no one knows. But a child that would grow up and turn tears to laughter. Hate to love war to peace. And everyone to everyone’s neighbour. Misery and suffering would be forgotten forever. It’s all a dream and illusion now. It must come true sometimes soon somehow. All across the land dawns a brand new morn. This comes to pass when a child is born. All across the land dawns a brand new morn. This comes to pass when a child is born. When a child is born. By JPR