Where Does the World Go to Hide

Said the world to the sun, "i must turn away,

'cause my face is so ugly, i feel so ashamed"

Tell me where does the world go to hide?

All the people down here, they fight everywhere

They destroy and they poison

They don't even care

So where does the world go to hide?

Nobody cares what will happen to me

And nobody cares if i cry

There must be a reason to carry on

But the pain is so bad i could die

Said the sun to the people, "now who is to blame?"

But like scared little children they all ran away

But where can the world go to hide?

Tell me where can the world go to hide?