Do you ever wonder?
Why must they wonder?
A joy of wonders.
A dream of joys.
I can’t describe mine.
All I see is a face in the mirror.
Looking back into me.
Why can’t I just wonder or stay a bit carefree.
That’s what they use to say.
Why can you be free
In harmony.
Where there is light there is a shadow.
So I’m just gunna paddle,
Down this river.
Rapids are rapid.
But I am calm,
Inside the lords palm.