If [bad word] the world, every day would be the first day of spring
Every heart would have a new song to sing
And we'd sing of the joy every morning would bring

If [bad word] the world, every man would be as free as a bird
Every voice would be a voice to be heard
Take my word we would treasure each day that occurred

My world would be a beautiful place
Where we would weave such wonderful dreams
My world would wear a smile on its face
Like the man in the moon has when the moon beams

If [bad word] the world every man would say the world was his friend
There'd be happiness that no man could end
No my friend, not if [bad word] the world

Every head would be held up high
There'd be sunshine in everyone's sky
If the day ever dawned when [bad word] the world