The world is open The world is alive It's technicolor and the sun is slowly rising The morning sun Can almost set the hills on fire All along the coastline You can hear the seagulls cries Is it me that paints a picture Is it me that directs the day? Am I one amongst the millions That will see the world this way? Is it part of the illusion All the overwhelming scenes? Is it love that found it's way in here To lift my beating heart away? Oh, oh... I can see the beauty In a thousand different faces I can hear the small talk In the far and distant market places Everybody is special It's the highlight of their story New life is in the meeting Of the glowing morning glory Oh, oh... The world is even, yes the world is alright We all just float about like sleepy satelites Watching the cycles, see the seasons change From thunderous rivers to the sunny lanes The world is grooving to a brand new beat The ground is swaying below our feet All we ask for is a bit of happiness And a smile upon our children's faces