Every day would be the first day of spring
Every heart would have a new song to sing
And we'd sing of the joy every morning would bring.
Every man would be as free as a bird
Every voice would be a voice to be heard
Take my word we would treasure each day that occurred.
Where we would weave such wonderful dreams
Like the man in the moon has when the moon beams.
Every man would say the world was his friend
not if I ruled the world.