The world is covered by our trails
Scars we cover up with paint
Watch them preach in sour lies
I would rather see the world through the eyes of a child
Through the eyes of a child…
Darker times will come and go
Time you need to see her smile
And mothers hearts 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 you go
I would rather feel alive with a childlike soul
With a childlike soul…
Hey oh, oh hey
Oh hey
Ah-ah hey
Oh hey
Hey oh, oh hey
Oh hey
Ah-ah hey
Oh hey
Please don’t leave me here
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