In the quiet of the morning,
When the world is still and dawning,
Hearts are heavy, minds are weary,
In this space, we must be caring.
Through the shadows, fears are creeping,
Silent tears, the soul is weeping,
Every voice a plea for healing,
In our hearts, compassion's sealing.
Mental health, we must defend,
Every heart deserves a friend,
In this world, the love we send,
Helps the broken hearts to mend.
Through the shadows, fears are creeping,
Silent tears, the soul is weeping,
Every voice a plea for healing,
In our hearts, compassion's sealing.
Mental health, we must defend,
In our hearts, compassion's sealing.
Mental health, we must defend,
Every heart deserves a friend,
In this world, the love we send,
Helps the broken hearts to mend
