It feels like your life's crashing down all around you   Let me ask if it's really so bad   Look at the world in it's suffering   Can you honestly tell me that know one else could understand   All the hurting inside      Why can't you see that freedom is sometimes simply another perspective away   Who could you be if your lens was changed for a moment,   Would you still be the same      A young child looks through a great stained glass window   Watching the people go by   Everyone seems to be wearing a red coat   His mother sees jackets in white   Now he can't understand why does she see it this way      Why can't you see that freedom is sometimes simply another perspective away   Who could you be if your lens was changed for a moment,   Would you still be the same      Yesterday, you really couldn't see   By changing your angle a new world would be   Revealed to your once blinded eyes by moving a few degrees      Why can't you see that freedom is sometimes simply another perspective away   Who could you be if your lens was changed for a moment,   Would you still be the same