I was the sort of individual
Who'd discover magic on the ground,
As if The key to real Pleasure
was some thing remaining lying close to.
I’d pull it outside of library books
their internet pages ripped and worn,
And swore which i could see it
while in the air right before a storm.
Should you’re cautious to believing
I’m no stranger to distrust,
Again then all I located in library textbooks
was the smell of moths and mud.
And Irrespective of my each guarantee
that each rainbow retains a thing gold.
That no one born in historical past
as ever been peaceful Daring.
Till I explained to them by love way of my smile
that believing is the key.
You can not improve how the whole world seems to be
till you alter how folks see.