Waiting at the station with a workday wind a-blowingI've got nothing to do but watch the passers-byMirrored in their faces I see frustration growingAnd they don't see it showing, why do I?
You've got to get up every morning with a smile on your faceAnd show the world all the love in your heartThen people gonna treat you betterYou're gonna find, yes, you willThat you're beautiful as you feel
I have often asked myself the reason for sadnessIn a world where tears are just a lullabyIf there's any answer, maybe love can end the madnessMaybe not, oh, but we can only try
You've got to get up every morning with a smile on your faceAnd show the world all the love in your heartThen people gonna treat you betterYou're gonna find, yes, you willThat you're beautiful as you feel
