Don't, dont give in to the things that you despair    use, use your mind, you may find why they are there.      Don't, don't give in to the things that you despise   use, use your hands pull the strands out of your eyes      I could have cried to see you hide behind your hair   Smile, little girl and show the world that you are there      Think, think it out, think about what you perceive —   you world is small if that is all that you believe.      I could have cried to see you hide behind your hair   Smile, little girl and show the world that you are there      Or does it astound you that there's a world around you?