Who were you before the world told you who you should be?
Who were you, little child, when you had a dream?
Were you the soul of an astronaut,
before the world told you you’re not?
Were you the soul of a poet,
before the world took it and crushed it?
Were you a teacher, a learner, a preacher—
a leader, a dreamer, a healer?
The world doesn\'t tell you who you are
Nor does it tell who you ought to be
You still can be who you were
Be the little child with a dream