On a Rooftop
Chris Rice
Examining the world
From a rooftop in Spain
Everyone's a little different
But we're really all the same
I've got no use for a country
And no use for a name
As the sunset sits above me
Purple, red, and yellow flames
Woah
Examining the void
On a roof in LA
The world's being destroyed
The end is on its way
And then I watch some girls and boys
In the alley as they play
And I begin to believe
That the world will be okay
Woah