| So Many Thoughts I see a rich girl crying I see a poor man singing I see so many images But I can't define the meaning Why Is the world like this Why is it so very cold? Why am I not feeling anything? And what I feel is what I'm told I see a good Christian boy So afraid of selling his soul I see a beautiful lady So afraid of getting old Why is the world not what it seems? Why is it so unkind? Why can't we face reality? And just boldly unwind I can see reality Flowing through the sky Why is the world coming to an end? When I am not ready to die... |