The heart of a child is pure
White or black; rich or poor, they play together just as one
The heart of a child is pure
They hold dear every word unaware broken promises are a norm
The heart of a child is pure
Easily bruised, quick to forgive; they are life's best teachers I have to admit
The heart of a child is pure
Innocence unimaginable sparkle through their eyes.
The heart of a child is pure
Rich or Poor, black or white, woe to whom makes them feel so
The heart of a child is pure
You may hurt an adult but don't you dare hurt a child!