Everyone's got their share of problems,
suffering,
everybody cries, wishes for something better.
For this Christ came to Earth
you ask me what I want this year, and I try to make this kind and clear;
just a chance that maybe we'll find better days.
suffering,
everybody cries, wishes for something better.
For this Christ came to Earth
you ask me what I want this year, and I try to make this kind and clear;
just a chance that maybe we'll find better days.
I wish everyone was loved tonight
And somehow stop this endless fight
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
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