C World is covered by our trails Scars we cover up with paint Watch them preaching sour lies I would rather see this world F through the eyes of a child C Through the eyes of a child C Darker times will come and go Times you need to see her smile Am F And mothers' hands are warm and mild C I would rather feel this world F through the skin of a child C Through the skin of a child C When a human strokes your skin That is when you let them in Let them in before they go F C I would rather feel alive with a childlike soul With a childlike soul Am Fmaj7 Hey oh, oh hey C G Oh hey Am Fmaj7 Ah-ah hey C G Oh hey Am Fmaj7 Hey oh, oh hey C G Oh hey Am Fmaj7 Ah-ah hey C Oh hey | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C F Fmaj7 G |