Everything's Beautiful (In It's Own Way)

When I look out, over a green field of clover Or watch the sunset, at the end of the day I get kind of moody, when I see such beauty Everything's beautiful, in it's own way I see a fountain, flow from a mountain Or see April showers, bring flowers to May I can't help but ponder, life is such a wonder And everything's beautiful, in it's own way Words can't describe, what I feel inside When I see the beauty, in each coming day What my eyes behold, can't be bought or sold Everything's beautiful, in it's own way When I see the clouds, form a black, summer windstorm That uproots the harvest, and hurls it away In the midst of such anger, destruction, and danger The storm's even beautiful, in it's own way When I see the leaves drop, from off of the treetops Or see the snowfall, on a cold, winter's day My thoughts seem to wander, into the blue yonder God, made all things beautiful, in their own way Words can't describe, what I feel inside When I see the beauty, in each coming day What my eyes behold, can't be bought or sold Everything's beautiful, in it's own way In it's own way, in it's own way