When I’m no longer afraid, sunshine hits my heart;
When the attack of my soul has long past, sunshine hits my heart;
When the abuser can no longer hurt me, sunshine hits my heart;
When I look towards the future and smile, sunshine hits my heart.
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A child lost in confusion needs sunshine to hit their heart.
Find them, love them, comfort them.
They need sunshine to hit their heart.
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