I:
A standard haircut
An empty face
And a posture like a question mark
Hoping
For something like the ark
II:
They spent there money
But there was nothing they could buy
An everyday life
Abusing
But keeping alive
Chorus:
But there was a smile that overwhelmed me with it's hope
Deep inside of me I tried to cope
A dialogue could be the start
Of beginning new not far apart
A very first step right to the heart
III:
Millions of puppets
On one string
Tortured every day
The loss of their conscience
Was the price the leaders had to pay
IV:
Someone gave them insight
And let them understand
That to live on without changes
Would create
Nothing but strangers
Chorus:
There was a smile that overwhelmed me with it's hope ...