I look out my window to such beauty
and smile
But in an instant I cry over the deep sad tales of the world
The world is, indeed, a sad tale
It has changed in many ways
For worse not better, I feel
I am fortunate in many ways, though, this I know
And I thank God for providing me with the things I am thankful for
But the world is a sad place
And I cry for it in an instant
I do, I do