And What Do You See

Every day as I sit and stare through my window I look out at a world that's tearing apart This is what I see and what do you see?

Time goes by and the times get worse through my window still I watch as the madness darkens the heart this is what I see. and what do you see?

tell me how do we live in a world that is crumbling away-- and be happy as we are today?

still I watch as I pin my hpoes on the future still I wait wond'ring what in heaven will be-- is this an ending or a beginning that I see? and what do you see?

and at times it appears that our happiness hangs by a thread can we hold on through what lies ahead?

people say I should turn away from the window all the worry in all the world doesn't pay and still I wonder what kind of future starts this way? for you... and me... and what do you see?