This is a beautiful song for Hailey Dunbar-Blanchette written by Charlie Pears-Smith. Check out the lyrics below:
Here we sit
And watch the world go up in flames
Not knowing who to turn to, not knowing who to blame
When it comes to girls like hailey, it seems like such a shame
That we're trapped in this big old ugly world....
Heavy hearts
And we talk of politicians, use our phones to start the day
Where to start?
And we talk of politicians use our phones to start the day
And don't forget
And heavy eyes upon the restless
Absentminded and regretless
tryna cover up mistakes
Empty stomachs for the helpless while we're throwing food away....
Empty pages on the books upon the shelves...
always striving for the better of ourselves along the way
if we started to consider those from very different worlds, strive to paint a different picture, for the better, for the ones that need the help....
Where to begin to stop the beating, how to help the sick start healing
In their minds or other ways
Everyone deserves the feeling that you get on happy days
That hailey will never get to know
always striving for the better of ourselves along the way
if we started to consider those from very different worlds, strive to paint a different picture, for the better, for the ones that need the help....
To pull the curtains from your eyes
There's people dying all the time
With new ones born along the way
And without the changing seasons things would always stay the same
The way they'll stay for Hailey
And watch the world go up in flames
Not knowing who to turn to, not knowing who to blame
When it comes to girls like hailey, it seems like such a shame
That we're trapped in this big old ugly world....
Heavy hearts
And we talk of politicians, use our phones to start the day
Where to start?
And we talk of politicians use our phones to start the day
And don't forget
And heavy eyes upon the restless
Absentminded and regretless
tryna cover up mistakes
Empty stomachs for the helpless while we're throwing food away....
Empty pages on the books upon the shelves...
always striving for the better of ourselves along the way
if we started to consider those from very different worlds, strive to paint a different picture, for the better, for the ones that need the help....
Where to begin to stop the beating, how to help the sick start healing
In their minds or other ways
Everyone deserves the feeling that you get on happy days
That hailey will never get to know
always striving for the better of ourselves along the way
if we started to consider those from very different worlds, strive to paint a different picture, for the better, for the ones that need the help....
To pull the curtains from your eyes
There's people dying all the time
With new ones born along the way
And without the changing seasons things would always stay the same
The way they'll stay for Hailey
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