She came from the Holy War
Like the baby that was misconceived
What are we believing for
If it's leading us to disbelief

Oooh, I love her
Oooh, why can't we look
Further than our eyes can see

Hoping, praying, fighting too
Deeply rooted in humanity
Tribal laws are guiding you
To the zenith of stupidity

Ooh, we love her
Oooh, but can't we look
Further than our eyes can see

Anybody's Child
Where do you belong
The future and beyond
I believe we all are
Anybody's Child
Tell me where you've been
The secret's in your dreams
I believe you will be free
I believe you're an Anybody's Child



(c) P. Koopman