Through the Eyes of a Child

The world is covered by our trails

Scars we cover up with paint

Watch them preach in sour lies

I would rather see this world through the eyes of a child

Through the eyes of a child...Darker times will come and go

Times you need to see her smile

And mother's hands are warm and mild

I would rather feel this world through the skin of a child

Through the skin of a child...When a human strokes your skin

That is when you let them in

Let them in before they go

I would rather feel alive with a childlike soul

With a childlike soul...