Someday as I sit around, I wonder what goes on outside my door. Someday is this crazy World, I don’t wanna part of anymore Outside far away, everyone in emergency But outside of my window everything looks just perfect to me, yes it does So why can’t the rest of the World be more like the corner of my street
Where the troubles are of a simple kind, Where people don’t mind who you are, Where you’re from they’re colorblind Colorblind, at the corner of my street
On a beautiful day like this, I wish everyone would just share my view Out of the people I see everyone knows exactly what to do Mmm..More than a Block away people there crying for help But out here we can here them everyone’s just enjoying themselves So why can’t the rest of the World be more like the corner of my street
Where the troubles are of a simple kind, Where people don’t mind who you are, Where you’re from they’re colorblind
At the corner, oh, the corner of my street Things ain’t usually usual and easy as can be, yes they are At the corner, people wanne just be kind At the corner, people wanne do right
Like a simple sweet, yes it is People are colorblind, colorblind At the corner of my street, people usually are very kind I believe a World can be just as good and peaceful all the time All the time Corner of my street come on by Nothing that you need to bring, just a little love and an open mind, open mind The corner of my street, people don’t care about the color of your skin, people are colorblind, with the corner of my street, it don’t matter whats in your ? So would you come on by. And if you can’t make it, that’s allright, brother would you tell me what the corner of you’re street is like Corner of my street, Corner of my street, Corner of my street