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