I feel like i'm in a different world
Where aliens are dressed as little boys and girls
And they're taking over mother nature
Only in their world its called a better future
Not too long ago everything was new
People just as many but crimes were few
But maybe i have grown to old to see
Your point of view, so let it be
Keep me out of your kaleidoscope
I'd like to believe there's still some hope
The ground is hotter and the air cooler
Balances failing, yet we don't fear her
I was taught to respect what was given to me
Here in your land, you believe everything's free
A satisfaction of the heart inside
Was all that we lived for, day and night
But maybe i have grown to old to see
Your point of view, so let it be
Keep me out of your kaleidoscope
I'd like to believe there's still hope
Keep me out of your kaleidoscope
I'd like to believe there's still hope
I feel like i'm in a different world
Where aliens are dressed as little boys and girls...
Keep me out of your kaleidoscope
I'd like to believe there's still hope
(Maybe i have grown to old to see
Your point of view, so let it be)
Keep me out of your kaleidoscope
I'd like to believe there's still hope
(Maybe i have grown to old to see
Your point of view, so let it be)
Copyright (c) Deepa Seshadri, 2012
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