| Song | Look To The Children |
| Artist | Sister Hazel |
| Album | ...Somewhere More Familiar |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Block, Sister Hazel | |
| I took a walk by the sea | |
| Nothing else--just for me | |
| Yesterday was a long, long time ago | |
| There's a man and he's sighing | |
| It's all he's got to keep from crying | |
| His shattered dreams. | |
| Have been worn down by life | |
| And I wonder now | |
| How a man gets so far down | |
| Where's the pride and the glory | |
| Where's the pot of gold | |
| and I....I | |
| I look to the children | |
| I took a walk by the sea | |
| I'd forgotten what it meant to me | |
| Some things we should carry from the past | |
| There's a boy and he's singin' | |
| And in the wind his words are ringin' | |
| His innocence it is buried in us all | |
| Now I look and see | |
| That boy inside of me | |
| May have seen a storm or two | |
| But the dream is alive | |
| and I....I | |
| I look to the children | |
| I look to the children | |
| And I look around | |
| So many so far down | |
| Just search inside yourself | |
| But the dreams alive | |
| and I....I | |
| I look to the children | |
| I look to the children |
| zuo ci : Block, Sister Hazel | |
| I took a walk by the sea | |
| Nothing elsejust for me | |
| Yesterday was a long, long time ago | |
| There' s a man and he' s sighing | |
| It' s all he' s got to keep from crying | |
| His shattered dreams. | |
| Have been worn down by life | |
| And I wonder now | |
| How a man gets so far down | |
| Where' s the pride and the glory | |
| Where' s the pot of gold | |
| and I.... I | |
| I look to the children | |
| I took a walk by the sea | |
| I' d forgotten what it meant to me | |
| Some things we should carry from the past | |
| There' s a boy and he' s singin' | |
| And in the wind his words are ringin' | |
| His innocence it is buried in us all | |
| Now I look and see | |
| That boy inside of me | |
| May have seen a storm or two | |
| But the dream is alive | |
| and I.... I | |
| I look to the children | |
| I look to the children | |
| And I look around | |
| So many so far down | |
| Just search inside yourself | |
| But the dreams alive | |
| and I.... I | |
| I look to the children | |
| I look to the children |
| zuò cí : Block, Sister Hazel | |
| I took a walk by the sea | |
| Nothing elsejust for me | |
| Yesterday was a long, long time ago | |
| There' s a man and he' s sighing | |
| It' s all he' s got to keep from crying | |
| His shattered dreams. | |
| Have been worn down by life | |
| And I wonder now | |
| How a man gets so far down | |
| Where' s the pride and the glory | |
| Where' s the pot of gold | |
| and I.... I | |
| I look to the children | |
| I took a walk by the sea | |
| I' d forgotten what it meant to me | |
| Some things we should carry from the past | |
| There' s a boy and he' s singin' | |
| And in the wind his words are ringin' | |
| His innocence it is buried in us all | |
| Now I look and see | |
| That boy inside of me | |
| May have seen a storm or two | |
| But the dream is alive | |
| and I.... I | |
| I look to the children | |
| I look to the children | |
| And I look around | |
| So many so far down | |
| Just search inside yourself | |
| But the dreams alive | |
| and I.... I | |
| I look to the children | |
| I look to the children |