On The Other Side

Sometimes I wonder why no one looks inside They stare upon an outside door, chew it up, and die. But if they only knew whats on the other side they'd see A perfect place, A perfect grace Of beautiful harmony. Sometimes I wonder why they stand under a cloud Of dreadful storm and nameless thorns That crash upon a drought. But if they only knew whats on the other side They'd see A daylight star, An elegant corsage Perfumed aroma abroad If you ever wonder whats on the other side Take a look and see A beautiful praise, a violet haze, people that come together One way or another The beautifulest thing that seems to bring the most people here, Is the love that spreads, the care that sheds, and the faith that extends. On the other side they'd see.