The World In My Eyes.

Oh it's good to be alive,
when I look out the window,
I see all the birds fly.

Bottles of champaigne,
won't swallow away my pain,
I'd do anything for a smile,
and make it last for a while.

I love to dream,
make the world much better for me,
change everybody's face and change reality,
but now all I see is a blur,
it changes everything I see.

So much noise we hear all day,
whisper sweet nothings in my ear,
but I'm gonna fly away on a cloud one day,
and I'll never come back here.
'Cause there's a world I'd like to see one day.