Beautiful World
As I ride the train, the pouring rain continues fallingBowing down, I smile. It's been a while until I started seeing
how the sky produced its tears againoh when have I turned blind to notice all these
little thingsI live right inside of abeautiful worldWhy? Do i fail to see suchlittle thingsI am surrounded by everythingwonderful
Stepping out I trip, a little slip, a boy kept me standingBowing down, I smile, it's been a while until I realized that
there is still some good in this broken worldoh when have I turned blind to notice all these
little thingsI live right inside of abeautiful worldWhy? Do i fail to see suchlittle thingsI am surrounded by everythingwonderful
I live in a beautiful world