World
is covered by our trails
Scars we cover up with pain
Watch them preach in sour lies
I
would rather see this world through the eyes of a child
Through the eyes of a child Darker times will come and go
Sometimes you need to see
her smile And mother's hands are warm and mild
I would rather feel this world through the skin of a child
Through the skin of a child
When a human strokes your skin That is when you let them in
Let them in before they go I would
rather feel alive with a child like
so
With a child like so
