When I sit here thinking of the pulling tides, the wind sings and the ocean cries
The waters filled so crystal blue, everyday is born something new
The world is a beautiful place
The mountains at there highest peak, the different colors on a birds beak
The unique rush of the sun setting slowly, how clear white it appears when its snowy
The world is a beautiful place
The gentle touch in a mothers hand, the strong voice in a fathers demand
A baby born so pure and sweet, the tiny toes on a toddlers feet
The world is a beautiful place
Flowers that smell so pleasent and real, the distinguished taste of a ripe orange peal
The wisdom in an old mans sound
Heaven on earth can be found
This world is a beautiful place
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