When I was just a kid I thought
that I could do no wrong
Believed that I knew how to be
compassionate and strong
But I was young and foolish then
as deaf as I was blind
I hadn't learned the golden rule:
be kind, be kind, be kind
I thought that I could prove my strength
by bullying the weak
Believed that it was fair to take
advantage of the meek
I'd pull the wings off butterflies
if I felt so inclined
And saw no reason why I should
be kind, be kind, be kind
But then one day I realized
how cruel I had been
And saw that I could choose between
being gentle and being mean
I cannot change what I have done
but I can change my mind
And do as I should always do:
be kind, be kind, be kind
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