It's a wonderful life, its a wonderful life
Traversed in tears from the heavens
My heart is a mellow drum, a mellow drum in fact
Set alight by echoes of pain twenty-four seven, twenty-four seven
I dream, I smile, I walk, I cry
I dream, I smile, I walk, I cry
You might not say that it's a wonderful world
And it's a wonderful life, and it's a wonderful day
Just as yesterday
But I won't complain, no I won't complain
Though my good days are far gone
They will surely come back one morn'
So I wont complain
My mind is a mirror, a reflection only known to me
And for those who hate me, the more you hate me
The more you help me
And for those who love me, the more you love me
The more you hurt me
When I go to bed in the night, I see some children in the light
Fighting unknown shadows behind my mother's back
And although I don't understand my dreams
I know somewhere, there is hope, there's hope, there is hope
I dream, I smile, I walk, I cry
I dream, I smile, I walk, I cry
You might not say that it's a wonderful world
And it's a wonderful life, and it's a wonderful day
Just as yesterday
But I won't complain, no I won't complain
No no no no
No no no no
No I won't complain
Though my good days are far gone
They will surely come back one morn'
So I won't complain
Though my good days are far gone
They will surely come back one morn'
So I won't complain
I won't complain