C               F               C
The world is covered by our trails
C                 G        Em
Scars we cover up with paint
Am      Em      Am         C
Watch them preach in sour lies
C                         F                            C
I would rather see this world through the eyes of a child
C
Through the eyes of a child

C               F               C
Darker times will come and go
C                 G        Em
Times you need to see her smile
Am      Em      Am         C
And mothers hearts are warm and mild
C                         F                            C
I would rather feel this world through the skin of a child
C
Through the skin of a child...

C             F                C
When a human strokes your skin
C              G           Em
That is when you let them in
Am      Em    Am      C
Let them in before they go
C             F      F                      C
I would rather feel alive with a childlike soul
C
With a childlike soul...

Hey oh, oh hey
Oh hey
Ah-ah hey
Oh hey
Hey oh, oh hey
Oh hey
Ah-ah hey
Oh hey
Please don't leave me here