World

Wonderwall

I pen this song down 
through my window I see the world 
in front of my house a streetlamp starts to mumble 
what a special night 

I hear a knockin' at my door 
I notice a giggle form outside 
but when I open there is nothing at all 
what a special night 

Sometimes I think the world is just a great delusion 
I know there's nothing wrong if you would just believe in 
So take the time and turn it back to the beginnin' 
Open your eyes and you will see again 

I see the silvermoon is speaking 
and clouds are painting on the sky 
it seems that mountains talk to rivers like they're friends 
what a special night