Scorn Not His Simplicity

See the child
With the golden hair
Yet eyes that show the emptiness inside
Do we know
Can we understand just how he feels
Or have we really tried
See him now
As he stands alone
And watches children playing childrens game
Simple child
He looks almost like the others
Yet they know hes not the same
Scorn not his simplicity
But rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity
Oh no Oh no
See him stare
Not recognizing the kind face
That only yesterday he loved
The loving face
Of a mother who cant understand
what shes been guilty of
How she cried tears of happiness
The day the doctor told her its a boy
Now she cries tears of helplessness
And she thinks of all the things he cant enjoy
Scorn not his simplicity
But rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity
Oh no oh no
Only he knows how to face the future hopefully
Surrounded by despair
He wont ask for your pity or your sympathy
But surely you must care
Scorn not his simplicity
But rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity
Oh no Oh no Oh no