About those who create music for us kids
and for our inner child
I hope that the people who create those songs are kind.
Cause I will always remember the sound of the little elephant flying by,
little mermaid swimming in the ocean.
Oh, and I will remember the stars.
I will always sing the song „remember me".
And humming how the monster with a little girl was having fun.
I hope that the people who create that music are kind.
Cause I feel impossible for them not to be like that.
And I wish they would never hear
Oh.. well.. thanks, but I'm too old for that..
I hope that the people who create that music know that
All we have in our hearts
Are little stars full of music like that
And the stars make our lives kind
And please, don't think of people who or not.
Believe me, and be kind.
Maybe those people just forgot
about the song that made them cry.
Even if it was just about a big wild cat.
m. w.
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