If ever I found someone kind,
Then I would open all my mind,
And give everything that I've been told,
To those of you, young and old.

If ever I found someone bad,
Then I would end up feeling sad,
And always feel at a loss,
Over the things my mind will have forgot.

If ever I found someone lost,
Then I would help them, at all costs,
And guide them along the roads and coasts,
Until they find what they needed most.

If ever I found someone cold,
Then I would give them warm things to hold,
And stay beside them all day and night,
So that their body will stay all right.

If ever you find me on my own,
Then see me living without a home,
And watch me as I weep and cry,
I wonder, would you ask me why?

If ever I found someone kind,
Then I would open all my mind,
And share all the things that I withhold,
In the hope that happiness will enfold.

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