
One day we'll stop waiting for change
with our hands in our pockets
and our thoughts bottled up.
One day we'll shatter that bottle
and let our thoughts travel around the world,
Enlighting every person they touch.
One day we'll stop waiting for change
with our hands in our pockets
and our ideas trapped in our minds.
One day we'll let them escape
and make magic in every place they go,
Creating something new.
One day we'll stop waiting for change
with our hands in our pockets
and our voices caught in our throats.
One day we'll set those voices free
to speak our minds and our hearts,
Sparking a vision of transformation.
One day we'll stop waiting for change
with our hands in our pockets
and our hearts hidden inside.
One day we'll expose our hearts and souls
and work as one to build a whole new world.
One day, one day.
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