The  world  is  like  a  bottomless  pit
With  the  taste  for  blood  on  his  lips
He  floats  to  the  edge  of  the  sky  and
He  says  that  I've  realized
The  mountains  are  just  another  blemish
On  what  could  have  been  a  smooth  glass  surface
Well,I  still  think  you're  beautiful
I  still  think  that  you're  alive
Everyone  else  moves  so  quickly
But  I  just  want  to  be  still
The  world  is  like  a  growing  tree
With  scrapes  and  bruises  on  his  knees
He  grows  to  the  edge  of  the  sky  and
Says  that  I've  realized
Everyone  else  is  different  than  me
But  I'm  glad  they  are –they  look  so  happy
I  still  think  you're  beautiful
I  still  think  that  you're  alive
Everyone  else  moves  so  quickly
But  I  just  want  to  be  still
Don't  wait  for  the  world  to  dance  for  you
I've  waited  for  the  earth  to  dance  for  me  too