What Can One Person Do
What can one person do
More than a little bit
More than a little bit
Can I fight the battle
All by myself
Can I make a miracle happen
As long as I can think
And got my health
I'll never stop
I'm too strong for that
What can one person do
When it's one like you
When it's one like me
What can one person do
When it's one like you
When it's one like me
Everyone's gotta move
What they can move
The faithful can sometimes move mountains
When your faith is right
You will never lose your heart, your hope
Or your good friends
Don't be overcome by frustrations
Live up to your highest expectations
I'm tellin' you just for your information
Just for, just for your information
What can one person do
When it's one like you
When it's one like me
What can one person do
When it's one like you
When it's one like me
What can one person do
When it's one like you
When it's one like me
What can one person do
When it's one like you
When it's one like me
Looked into my soul and suspected
That I'm gonna take, gonna take on the unexpected
Walked into the fire unprotected
Walk into the fire
What can one person do
What can one person be
What can one person do
When it's one like you
When it's one like me
What can one person do
When it's one like you
When it's one like me
What can one person do
When it's one like you
When it's one like me
What can one person do
When it's one like you
When it's one like me
What can one person do
When it's one like you
When it's one like me
What can one person do
When it's one like you
When it's one like me
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