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 childlike soul
With a childlike soul