A different point of view
Head up high in clouds,
Eyes wandering around,
What you see as a single man,
I see as a crowd.
When you're looking at a meadow,
I'm staring at Gaia's pride.
Why do you hear a...
Eyes wandering around,
What you see as a single man,
I see as a crowd.
When you're looking at a meadow,
I'm staring at Gaia's pride.
Why do you hear a...