People, people searching For some drama. They can't enjoy what they have. It doesn't matter who you are. Look around, there's so many miracles around you: Things you've never seen. I believe We're creating something new. It's what we needed. Suddenly, here we are. It was worth it. We didn't expect it But we have taken Every perfect sound. Birds will fly away, Nobody can ask them to stay The snow will cover us After the rain. And then we'll pray For better days when the Sun will stay for a holiday. A holiday, holiday.