Nothing else  just for me
 Yesterday was a long  long time ago
 There's a man and he's sighing
 It's all he's got to keep from crying
 His shattered dreams.
 Have been worn down by life
 And I wonder now
 How a man gets so far down
 Where's the pride and the glory
 Where's the pot of gold

 and I....I
 I look to the children

 I took a walk by the sea
 I'd forgotten what it meant to me
 Some things we should carry from the past
 There's a boy and he's singin'
 And in the wind his words are ringin'
 His innocence it is buried in us all

 Now I look and see
 That boy inside of me
 May have seen a storm or two
 But the dream is alive

 and I....I
 I look to the children
 I look to the children

 And I look around
 So many so far down
 Just search inside yourself
 But the dreams alive

 and I....I
 I look to the children
 I look to the children