ian brown – street children lyrics
sweet dreams my little amigo
barefoot and homeless in rio de janiero
sleepin’ on the step of a church
whose doors are locked
livin’ in a cardboard box
inside at the shrine
the priest sips fine wine
dines on fine food and looks for a sing
no mother no father
no shoes nor a bed
no place to relax and rest his weary head
where his next meal will come from
n-body knows
but everyone can see the church is covered in gold
wish i had a home
with ten million rooms
i’d open up the doors
and let the street children through
wish that i could scoop
all of those children in my arms
and give the love they need
and to protect them all from harm
wish i had a home
with ten million rooms
i’d open up the doors
and let the street children through
wish that i could scoop
all of those children in my arms
and give the love they need
and to protect them all from harm
wish i had a home
with ten million rooms
i’d open up the doors
and let the street children through
wish that i could scoop
all of those children in my arms
and give the love they need
and to protect them all from harm
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