tulisan teori organisasi 10

Senin, 03 Januari 2011


WHITE DOVE
A place without a name
Under a burning sky
There’s no making honey here
In the land of god
Someone hold’s a sign says
We are human too
And while the sun goes down
The world goes by
White dove fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
It hope when I die
When the children cry
Wait, big like a hous
That’s stranded on a price of wood
To leave it all behind
To start again
But, instead of a new lif
I’ll be fine it’s the door that’s close
And the keep looking for
A place call home
White dove fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
It hope when I die
When the children cry
Can anyone tell me why
The children of the world
Have to pay the price
Ane now you’re relling me
You’ve seen it all before
I know that’s right but stiil
It breaks my heart
Well, the golden lamp we sent
Makes us feel better now
But in all it’s just a drop
In the sea of tears
White dove fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
It hope when I die
When the children cry

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