Some days I sit around and I wonder what goes on outside my door Some days this crazy world I don't wanna be part of anymore Outside far away, everyone in emergency But outside of my window everything looks just perfect to me 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, mm More than a block away, people they say are crying for help But out here we cant hear them, everyone's just enjoying themselves, yeah 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 We're all colorblind At the corner of my street
Why can't the rest of the world be more like the corner of my street? Why can't the rest of the world be more like the corner of my street?