[ Yusuf Islam/Cat Stevens ]

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He was alone
When he was twelve
Only his thoughts, which he kept to himself

He didn’t have, a place to play
A friend to call, or a word to say

But he had Hope
That one day he’d fly
Over the rainbow, up through the sky

He was alone
He didn’t have much
And all that he had, he couldn’t touch

He lay awake
All night through
This was his world, no one else knew
Nothing to fear
Nothing to hide
Nothing but stars, to care as he cried

But he had Hope
That one day he’d own
A flashing (white) horse, to carry him home

And in his hand he felt a stone
That’s all he had, and he was alone

But he had wish
That one day he’d fly
Over the wall, up to the sky

He was just one
Who never grew old
On a list of names, upon the road

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