Everybody
Knows a little bit the time for playing innocence is over ignorance is a road
That leads to trouble wisdom is a treasure born in heaven those who find her
Have a precious something now everyone’s entitled to his own opinion criticism
Without knowledge much is learned from small beginnings much forgotten causing
Folly this love i found is covered in forgiving everyday there’s hope for the
Future before i sing these words out of being let me take the time to say i love
You i saw the man stare in silence why can’t he be honest with who he wants to
Believe a cry for help was written on the cover of the magazine and i know what
It means
