George - Hurting Child Lyrics
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Hurting Child
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What Are The Lyrics For Hurting Child By George?
In the middle of the night,
No one heard the boy Who cried himself to sleep Didn't care about himself 'cause he Hurt too much, he was hurt too much And the burden of the world was put On a hurting child, hurting child Who never smiled The world was put on the hurting child, Hurting child I sing for the hurting child I sing for the hurting child In the middle of the fight No one saw the girl who thought it Was her fault, didn't know about her pain Though it was right there No one said they cared And the burden of the world was put On a hurting child, hurting child Who never smiled The world was put on the hurting child, Hurting child I sing for the hurting child I sing for the children, dream for the children, Cry for the children now So I sing for the children, dream for the children, Smile for the children now Said the world was put On a hurting child, hurting child Who never smiled The world was put on the hurting child, Hurting child I sing for the hurting child I sing for the children, dream for the children, Cry for the children now So I sing for the children, dream for the children, Smile for the children ...I was that hurting child |
Who Wrote Hurting Child By George?
Adam Ruhnke, Angelo Themelkos, Christopher Michael Perry, George Nozuka
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What's The Duration Of The Hurting Child By George?The duration of Hurting Child is 2:53 minutes and seconds. |
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