pale blue dot
Funny how the smallest thing
Can open up a big trap door
Then you question everything
I was at the grocery store
Saw somebody smiling in line
I started thinkin' about their life
I wonder what happiness feels like
I wonder if I've felt it before
I wonder if love comes one time
Or two or three or even more
I wonder if we ever get answers to the letters that we're sending God
And I wonder why we're spinnin' on this pale blue dot
If we saw ourselves from space
Looking down from far away
Don't you think we'd look the same
It's hard to know what matters most when you hold it all too close
Baby, what's the pain in letting go
I wonder what happiness feels like
I wonder if I've felt it before
I wonder if love comes one time
Or two or three or even more
I wonder if we ever get answers to the letters that we're sending God
And I wonder why we're spinnin' on this pale blue dot
I wonder why some people live, some die so young
I wonder why some have a lot and some get none
I wonder why we're dealt a hand we cannot change
And if I knew would it matter anyway
I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin'
And I wonder what happens after this life
I wonder if he levels the score
I wonder if we only get one try
Think I could use a couple more
I wonder if we ever get answers to the letters that we're sending God
And I wonder why we're spinnin' on this pale blue dot
Can open up a big trap door
Then you question everything
I was at the grocery store
Saw somebody smiling in line
I started thinkin' about their life
I wonder what happiness feels like
I wonder if I've felt it before
I wonder if love comes one time
Or two or three or even more
I wonder if we ever get answers to the letters that we're sending God
And I wonder why we're spinnin' on this pale blue dot
If we saw ourselves from space
Looking down from far away
Don't you think we'd look the same
It's hard to know what matters most when you hold it all too close
Baby, what's the pain in letting go
I wonder what happiness feels like
I wonder if I've felt it before
I wonder if love comes one time
Or two or three or even more
I wonder if we ever get answers to the letters that we're sending God
And I wonder why we're spinnin' on this pale blue dot
I wonder why some people live, some die so young
I wonder why some have a lot and some get none
I wonder why we're dealt a hand we cannot change
And if I knew would it matter anyway
I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin'
And I wonder what happens after this life
I wonder if he levels the score
I wonder if we only get one try
Think I could use a couple more
I wonder if we ever get answers to the letters that we're sending God
And I wonder why we're spinnin' on this pale blue dot
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Wrabel, Tenille Townes
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