The World in Front of Me

Why are skies always blue and not black?
Dreams are made for making you more sad?
I wonder how life can be so rude?
And the path so barbed

I say many things that I don't think
I think many things that shouldn't exist
I worry too much 'bout everything
And this is me, is this me?

Just open up the window
So I can see
The world in front of me
The world in front of me

And move away the curtain
So I can see
The world in front of me
The world in front of me



Credits
Writer(s): Irene C.
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