BONDDISCO - Let the Children Shine

Paper planes flying down the lane.
Little hands reaching for the sky,
Chasing every cloud that passes by.
No heavy words, no doors to close,
Just wild hearts and a world to explore.
They are the colors we're living for,
The reason we keep hoping for more.
Let them laugh, let them run, let them grow beneath the sun.
Every child deserves a sky wide enough to dream and fly.
They're the flowers of our time, every heart a little light.
If they're dancing,
Hope survives; let the children shine tonight.