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everybody knows a little bit the time for playing innocence is over ignorance is a road that leads to trouble wisdom is a treasure born in heaven those who find her have a precious something now everyone's entitled to his own opinion criticism without knowledge much is learned from small beginnings much forgotten causing folly this love i found is covered in forgiving everyday there's hope for the future before i sing these words out of being let me take the time to say i love you i saw the man stare in silence why can't he be honest with who he wants to believe a cry for help was written on the cover of the magazine and i know what it means From Letras Mania