Someday as I sit around, I wonder what goes on outside my door.
Someday is this crazy World, I don’t wanna part of anymore
Outside far away, everyone in emergency
But outside of my window everything looks just perfect to me, yes it does
So why can’t the rest of the World be more like the corner of my street

Where the troubles are of a simple kind,
Where people don’t mind who you are,
Where you’re from they’re colorblind
Colorblind, at the corner of my street

On a beautiful day like this, I wish everyone would just share my view
Out of the people I see everyone knows exactly what to do
Mmm..More than a Block away people there crying for help
But out here we can here them everyone’s just enjoying themselves
So why can’t the rest of the World be more like the corner of my street

Where the troubles are of a simple kind,
Where people don’t mind who you are,
Where you’re from they’re colorblind

At the corner, oh, the corner of my street
Things ain’t usually usual and easy as can be, yes they are
At the corner, people wanne just be kind
At the corner, people wanne do right

Like a simple sweet, yes it is
People are colorblind, colorblind
At the corner of my street, people usually are very kind
I believe a World can be just as good and peaceful all the time
All the time
Corner of my [bad word] on by
Nothing that you need to bring, 
just a little love and an open mind, open mind
The corner of my street, people don’t care about the color of your skin, 
people are colorblind, with the corner of my street,
it don’t matter whats in your ? So would [bad word] on by. 
And if you can’t make it, that’s allright, brother 
would you tell me what the corner of you’re street is like
Corner of my street, Corner of my street, 
Corner of my street