A little child Doesn´t know If she is poor On winter tile As she crawls Across the floor Naivert can shine bright as the sun In a precious little angel having fun Now her mommy Flyin´ higher than a dove Overdosed on unconditional love Now her daddy´s Walkin´ proud for the first time Whenever he holds his baby She stops crying That´s unconditional A little teacher In the world Free of sin She cannot tell The difference In the color of our skin Naivety can shine bright as the sun In a precious little baby having fun I just wish our innocence would stay I don't remember when we learn to hate