As I Look At the World
As I look at the world outside my window
I see the rush of traffic slowly slither by
While the tattered man on the corner cries.
As some wispy white clouds crawl across the sky
I see the rush of traffic slowly slither by,
And some benevolent black birds fly out of view
As some wispy white clouds crawl across the sky.
A million green leaves wave in a tender breeze
And some benevolent black birds fly out of view.
While the tattered man on the corner cries
A million green leaves wave in a tender breeze,
As I look at the world outside my window.
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