pale blue dot

Funny how the smallest thing

Can open up a big trap door

Then you question everything

I was at the grocery story

Saw somebody smiling in line

I started thinking 'bout their life

I wonder what happiness feels like

I wonder if I felt it before

I wonder if love comes one time

Or two, or three, or even more

I wonder if we ever get answers

To the letters that we're sending God

And I wonder why we're spinning on this, pale blue dot

If we saw ourselves from space

Looking down from far away

Don't you think we'd look the same?

It's hard to know what matters most

When you hold it all too close

Baby, what's the pain in letting go?

I wonder what happiness feels like

I wonder if I felt it before

I wonder if love comes one time

Or two, or three, or even more

I wonder if we ever get answers

To the letters that we're sending God

And I wonder why we're spinning on this, pale blue dot

I wonder why some people live, some die so young

And I wonder why some never lie, some get in line

I wonder why we're dealt a hand we cannot change

And if I'm knew, would it matter anyway?

I'm spinning, I'm spinning

I'm spinning, I'm spinning

I'm spinning, I'm spinning

I'm spinning

I wonder what happens after this life

I wonder if He levels the score

I wonder if we only get one try

Think I could use a couple more

I wonder if we ever get answers

To the letters that we're sending God

And I wonder why we're spinning on this, pale blue dot