Lletres: Yusuf Islam. This Glass World.

In this glass world, we stop feeling pain,
Going nowhwere, we've got everything,
In this glass world,
People who live below, wish they were here, just looking in

In this glass world
In this glass world
In this glass world

In this glass world, we bathe by starlight,
No troubles here, that's on the outside,
In this glass world, sittin' without a cake,
No need to move, it's way too nive up here

In this glass world
In this glass world
In this glass world