Sometimes,
When the going gets tough
And the visions seem lame
We may falter or trip
And muse in sceptic pain.
But all we need
Is a little bit of love
And a little bit of care,
A little bit of assurance
To make us feel safe,
A little bit of a charming voice to hear
And some little michiefs to make us cheer.
The future full of promises
And the world seems new again.
Promises we made before we ventured
To make a mark and capture fame.
Doubts disappear, fear fades away
And remembering the Homeland
Makes us invincible again.
So I believe,
When the going gets tough
Or dreams seem lame
All we need
Is a good human being.
The Rainbow Palette 