It feels like your life's crashing down all around you
Let me ask if it's really so bad
Look at the world in it's suffering

Can you honestly tell me that know one else could understand
All of the hurting inside


Why can't you see that freedom is sometimes just simply another perspective away
Who could you be if your lens was changed for a moment,
Would you still be the same


A young child looks through a great stained glass window
Watching the people go by

Everyone seems to be wearing a red coat
His mother sees jackets in white
Now he can't understand why does she see it this way


Why can't you see that freedom is sometimes just simply another perspective away
Who could you be if your lens was changed for a moment,

Would you still be the same

Yesterday, you really couldn't see

By changing your angle a new world would be
Revealed to your once blinded eyes by moving a few degrees


Why can't you see that freedom is sometimes just simply another perspective away
Who could you be if your lens was changed for a moment,
Would you still be the same