So you're sitting at the movies.
You're watching how the story finds a way.
And you've seen it all before,
Still you love to see the hero save the day.
It's a window in the world,
A little glimpse of all the
Goodness getting through.
And all along the way the days
Are made of little moments of truth.
Oh and every Sunday morning
You can see the people standing in a line.
They're so hungry for some mercy,
For a taste of the Communion bread and wine.
It's a window in the world,
A little glimpse of all the
Goodness getting through.
And all along the way the days
Are made of little moments of truth.
It's the way the clouds are burning
From the angle of the light
As the earth is slowly turning you to meet it,
And you're watching at your window
At the ending of the night
--It's as plain as day
So any fool could see it:
It's a window in the world.
I can see the groom is waiting,
He's watching for the moment she appears.
They are laying down their lives for love
And Love is laying waste to all my fears.
It's a window in the world,
A little portal where you get a better view.
And the wonder of it all
Is all you need to see the goodness getting through.
And all along the way the days
Are made of little moments--
All along the way the road
Is paved with little moments of truth.