knows a little bit the time for playing innocence is over ignorance is a road
 that leads to trouble wisdom is a treasure born in heaven those who find her
 have a precious something now everyone's entitled to his own opinion criticism
 without knowledge much is learned from small beginnings much forgotten causing
 folly this love i found is covered in forgiving everyday there's hope for the
 future before i sing these words out of being let me take the time to say i love
 you i saw the man stare in silence why can't he be honest with who he wants to
 believe a cry for help was written on the cover of the magazine and i know what
 it means