A World of Our Own

Have you ever noticed,

How silence can be loud,

Or how heavy seem the birds,

As they're floating through the clouds?

Have you ever stopped and listened,

To the sound of your own heart,

And wondered, while it's beating,

"Could there be another part?"

Have you sat beneath a willow,

And heard the wind sing in the trees,

And strained to listen closer,

To the music of the breeze?

Have you looked up at the night sky,

And saw diamonds from afar,

And thanked God for the darkness,

Lest you never see the stars?

Or could it be that you're too busy,

And haven't got a prayer,

To look up from your own world,

To see the world we share?