When you search the sky, alright
Born of the Earth, are nature's children
You're but a grain of sand
Judged by the fiery hands of God
Built on Mother Earth
Who you know will make you feel satisfied?
Nations bloom today on gifts of yesterday
Does it make you cry, though you understand?
World goes by the hand of the master plan
Fed by the Wind, the breath of life
Do you need a guide, make you feel satisfied?
Can't you understand
Fed by the Wind, the breath of life
They were meant to stay
Born of the Earth, are nature's children
Can't you understand
You're but a grain of sand
Judged by the fiery hands of God
Head to the sky will tell you why
Do you need a guide
With all the hurt you find?
