I am the world
I feel tired, neglected
misunderstood
I just wanna get some sleep
because I am the world
I’ve tried, pretended
it’s all good
but there are so many parts
rotting amongst the pearls
when I get enough sleep
when I make love with the moon
that hope springs eternal
rising with the sun
when I look over the cities
when I look over the fields
I see so much work
still to be done
I spin around
I look up to the sky
and pray like an atheist
for some sort of sign