One person can beat a drum
And make enough noise for ten;
One person can blow a horn
And that little boom
And that little blare
Can make a hundreds others care.
And one person can hold a torch
And light up the sky again.
And one little voice that's squeaking a song,
Can make a million voices strong.
If one person can beat a drum,
And one person can blow a horn,
If one person can hold a torch,
Then one person can change the world!
There may be an army of them
And only a handful of us,
And how can a poor little band fight a mighty regime.
There may be a legion of them,
And only a parcel of us,
But it isn't the size of the first,
It's the size of a dream!
Dear World - One Person Lyrics
Dear World - One Person Lyrics
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One person can beat a drum
And make enough noise for ten;
One person can blow a horn
And that little boom
And that little blare
Can make a hundreds others care.
And one person can hold a torch
And light up the sky again.
And one little voice that's squeaking a song,
Can make a million voices strong.
If one person can beat a drum,
And one person can blow a horn,
If one person can hold a torch,
Then one person can change the world!
There may be an army of them
And only a handful of us,
And how can a poor little band fight a mighty regime.
There may be a legion of them,
And only a parcel of us,
But it isn't the size of the first,
It's the size of a dream!
And make enough noise for ten;
One person can blow a horn
And that little boom
And that little blare
Can make a hundreds others care.
And one person can hold a torch
And light up the sky again.
And one little voice that's squeaking a song,
Can make a million voices strong.
If one person can beat a drum,
And one person can blow a horn,
If one person can hold a torch,
Then one person can change the world!
There may be an army of them
And only a handful of us,
And how can a poor little band fight a mighty regime.
There may be a legion of them,
And only a parcel of us,
But it isn't the size of the first,
It's the size of a dream!