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