• Watching the world
    Through the glass
    Momentarily a new place unfurled
    No scene ever lasts

    Stop for a little while
    But never for very long
    Seeing a new sight for awhile
    But it's a place where you don't belong

    Sitting there, watching the world go by
    missing all the roses
    But you can't do a thing about it. Why
    Must we move past these doors? They close

    All these things pass right by us
    We don't even realize we're blessed.