As I ride the train, the pouring rain continues falling
Bowing down, I smile. It's been a while until I started seeing
How the sky produced its tears again
Oh when have I turned blind to notice all these
Little things
I live right inside of a
Beautiful world
Why do I fail to see such
Little things?
I am surrounded by everything
Wonderful
Stepping out I trip, a little slip, a boy kept me standing
Bowing down, I smile, it's been a while until I realized that
There is still some good in this broken world
Oh when have I turned blind to notice all these
Little things
I live right inside of a
Beautiful world
Why do I fail to see such
Little things?
I am surrounded by everything
Wonderful
I live in a beautiful world