One small bud
Sees the world crying
Hears her wails and her constant sobbing
While the rest of the people remain blind

One small bud
Hears the children begging
Hungry and needy, left alone dying
While everyone else is too busy not minding

One small bud
Tries her best to do something
And she tries and she tries and she's still trying
Yet she finds that no one else is listening

One small bud
Alone, is struggling
But each one of us could try helping
And if all of us try, and try and keep on trying

That one small bud
That wants to make a change
Could be one huge tree
Someday

Let me tell you about the story
Of the sun and the moon
And how they both thought
Their love was surely doomed
They were much too different
They were worlds apart
And so they feared one day
They’d lose the other’s heart
The sun was warm and friendly
Looking down on the world
Where everyone was happy
But the moon was filled with fright
As each eve she bore witness
To the grave sorrows of the night
And as another day passed
And turned over to the evening
The lovers passed each other
They knew something was changing
They thought, surely this was it
Their love-filled days were over

Yet as they grazed past the other
They only felt so much stronger
And from then on they knew they’d be alright
Their doubts forever gone
As soon enough the lovers realized
They had always been wrong
They thought their love was weak
Because they were so different
But really their love was stronger
Than absolutely anything else
As it was what kept them together
Even though they were nothing alike
So forever they remained peaceful
Finding comfort in each other’s light
And never again did they doubt
If the love they shared was right