There's a little boy
Wide awaken
Trying to lit up a candle
But the world is still asleep

He tried to sing
In a croaked voice
Begging to be heard
But the world is still asleep

Harder, he tried to run
Afraid to be chased
To be taken
But the world is still asleep

Until he sleep
Sleep that no one know
With debris in his mouth
With nothing but scars in his eyes
Yet the world is still asleep