World I pen this song down Through my window I see the world In front of my house a streetlamp starts to mumble What a special night I hear a knockin' at my door I notice a giggle form outside But when I open there is nothing at all What a special night Sometimes I think the world is just a great delusion I know there's nothing wrong if you would just believe in So take the time and turn it back to the beginnin' Open your eyes and you will see again I see the silvermoon is speaking And clouds are painting on the sky It seems that mountains talk to rivers like they're friends What a special night