World
I pen this song down
Through my window I see the world
In front of my house a streetlamp starts to mumble
What a special night
I hear a knockin' at my door
I notice a giggle form outside
But when I open there is nothing at all
What a special night
Sometimes I think the world is just a great delusion
I know there's nothing wrong if you would just believe in
So take the time and turn it back to the beginnin'
Open your eyes and you will see again
I see the silvermoon is speaking
And clouds are painting on the sky
It seems that mountains talk to rivers like they're friends
What a special night