All your armies, all your fighters
All your tanks, and all your soldiers
Against a boy holding a stone
Standing there all alone
In his eyes I see the sun
In his smile I see the moon
And I wonder, I only wonder
Who is weak, and who is strong?
Who is right, and who is wrong?
And I wish, I only wish
That the truth has a tongue
These eyes that produce tears aren’t the tears of sadness. it’s the tears of agony and pain by the love of something that i can’t touch or see but i can feel in my heart. He has never been so far away
So, what is my decision?
Please pray the best for me...