Don't listen to the cynics
They don't know
Don't give in to their superstition
Why worry 'bout their vision?
When all I want is love
Now I look into your eyes
Recognize wings
Some search the earth for gold
Fools know only what they're told
But if you like
I can bring sunshine in me
Don't listen to the critics
Starved for hope
Don't give in to their superstition
Why worry 'bout their vision?
Now I look into the sky
Recognize kings
Some search the earth for gold
Fools know only they're told
But if you like
I can bring sunshine in me