A lyrical medley about finding beauty in everything and everyone, from star-filled summer nights to snow-covered winters. The speaker urges listeners to keep their hearts open while building something lasting on earth with divine grace, invoking a sense of destiny and legacy.
Everything is beautiful in its own way. Like a starry summer's night, our soul caught the winter's day. Winter's day. Everybody's beautiful in their own way. Under God's heaven, the world's gonna find a way. There is none so blind as he who will not see. La la la la. We must not close our hearts. We must let our thoughts be free. La la la la. For every hour that passes by, you know the When the frog gets a little bit older, he's starting to realize the beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. Beholder. And everything is beautiful in its own way. Like the starry summer skies or snow-covered winter's day. Winter's day. Everybody's beautiful in their own way. The world's gonna find a way. Find a way. Find a way. Find a way. Find a way. Gonna build a mountain from a little hill. Gonna build a mountain, that's all I will. Gonna build a mountain, gonna build it high. When I build that heaven, as I will someday, and the Lord sends Gabriel to take me away, what a fine young son to take my place. I'll leave a son. I'm gonna build a heaven on earth with the Lord's good grace. With the Lord's good grace. Build a heaven, but you're not there. Build a heaven, but you're not there. Build my mountain, but you're not there. And take my kingdom, but you're not there to take command. Gonna build, gonna build, gonna build, gonna build, gonna build. Build a mountain,
