I wake up in the morning and John gimme a hug
It’s a good thing, you know, but not to be on the news
Our lives are being written
Every day (on the pages)
On the Daily View
Daily View
Misses Dita raised alone her five kids
(Misses Dita raised alone her five kids)
But a futile party may have more page views
(But a futile party may have more views)
Oh, we need more love
More empathy
Not only stupid headlines
Words without content
But it’s not late a new day is just beginning
Make it better with good tidings before it’s too late
Our lives are being written
Every day (with the question)
Why a lot of, a lot of, a lot of news?
Change your view!
