When I look out over a green field of clover

Or watch the sun set at the end of the day

I get kind of moody when I see such beauty

And every thing's beautiful in its own way I see a fountain flow from a mountain

Or see April showers bring flowers to may

I can't help but ponder, life is such a wonder

And every thing's beautiful in its own way Words can't describe what I feel inside

When I see the beauty in each coming day

What my eyes behold can't be bought or sold

And every thing's beautiful in its own way When I see the clouds form a black summer windstorm

That uproots the harvest and hurls away

In the midst of such anger, destruction and danger

The storm's even beautiful in its own way When I see leaves drop off from the treetop

Or see the snow fall on a cold winter's day

My thoughts seem to wander into the blue yonder

God made all things beautiful in their own way Words can't describe what I feel inside

When I see the beauty in each coming day

What my eyes behold can't be bought or sold

And every thing's beautiful in its own way

In its own way, in its own way