Scorn Not His Simplicity Songtext

Scorn Not His SimplicitySee the child, with the golden hair,But eyes that show the emptiness insideDo we know, can we understand just how he feels,Or have we really triedSee him now, as he stands alone and watchesChildren play a children's gameSimple child, he looks almost like the others,Yet they know he's not the sameScorn not his simplicity,but rather try to love him all the moreScorn not his simplicity, Oh no, Oh noSee him stare, not recognizing that kind face,That only yesterday he lovedThe loving face of a mother, who can't understand,What she's been guilty ofHow she cried, tears of happiness,The day the doctor told her:"It's a boy"Now she cries, tears of helplessness,And thinks of all the things he can't enjoyScorn not his simplicity,But rather try to love him all the moreScorn not his simplicity, Oh no, Oh noOnly he knows, how to face the future,Hopefully surrounded by despairHe won't ask for your pity or your sympathy,But surely you should careScorn not his simplicity,But rather try to love him all the moreScorn not his simplicity, Oh no, Oh no, Oh no