If you want the reasons For the changing of the seasons And you want to know why Blue is the colour of the sky Then you've missed the point completely And a little child smiles sweetly Cause he hasn't had the time To learn to ask the question why
If i could show you the sky... If i could show you why... If i could show you... If i could show you...
The years pass by unnoticed And i have no need to protest And i know you feel the same way Even though you never have to speak The pain of joy is equal To the joy of pain the sequel Is as sure as the minutes The hours and the days of every week
But sometimes when the clouds obscure the sun I wonder why my day Is as narrow as the road That winds upon its way