People like to wonder
'Bout the meaning of life
Why we breathe the air we do
And why we suffer strife
And I look up at the sky,
And I stop wondering why
And I breathe
And I touch
And feel joy.
Cos what does it matter
If there is a God
What does it matter
If we don't have a lot
We have air in our lungs,
We have blood in our veins
We have so many things,
We have sunshine and rain.
People like to ponder
'Bout why they're here
And why they keep suffering
From endless arrears
And I look up to the stars
And I wonder where my friends are
And I cry
And I laugh
And I smile.
'Cos what does it matter
If out there there're gods
What does it matter,
If we keep on getting lost
We have joy and laughter,
We have tears and pain,
We have so many things,
We have sunshine and rain.