When I was a child, br New and unmolded, br Tomorrow glistened with dew, br A spinning kaleidoscope br Of life. br br As the world revolved, br I became cold br In the darkness; br Frightened of the false br Promises, I had believed br So strongly. br br Breaking the ice br Is not easy, br It melts so slow. br But a planet revolves br About me, and I can feel br The sunshine.