When all gains wane
And all sanes stale
The world writes right
Deeds and live frights
That’s why I entreat
CHORUS
Paints horrors
With beams of smiles
Scatter hatred
With words so mild
Give good hugs
To last for life
Greatness needs no fingers of gold
All needs is a heart of gold
II
When your sun sets
And your dawn cries
Another’s sun rise
When your sun’s light reflect
On faces left to raise you high
CHORUS
Paint horrors
With beams of smiles
Scatter hatred
With words so mild
Give good hugs
To last for life
Greatness needs no fingers of gold
All it needs is a heart of gold
III
We will wed soils
We will scatter and mate
We will blend and fend
So lay on pillows of goo thought
And dream of a better treat
So I tell you to
CHORUS
Paint horrors
With beams of smiles
Scatter hatred
With words so mild
Give good hugs
To last for life
Greatness needs no fingers of gold
All it needs is a heart of gold
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
