everybody
knows a little bit the time for playing innocence is over ignorance is a road
that leads to trouble wisdom is a treasure born in heaven those who find her
have a precious something now everyone's entitled to his own opinion criticism
without knowledge much is learned from small beginnings much forgotten causing
folly this love i found is covered in forgiving everyday there's hope for the
future before i sing these words out of being let me take the time to say i love
you i saw the man stare in silence why can't he be honest with who he wants to
believe a cry for help was written on the cover of the magazine and i know what
it means
knows a little bit the time for playing innocence is over ignorance is a road
that leads to trouble wisdom is a treasure born in heaven those who find her
have a precious something now everyone's entitled to his own opinion criticism
without knowledge much is learned from small beginnings much forgotten causing
folly this love i found is covered in forgiving everyday there's hope for the
future before i sing these words out of being let me take the time to say i love
you i saw the man stare in silence why can't he be honest with who he wants to
believe a cry for help was written on the cover of the magazine and i know what
it means