Sad songs were kinda my thing
They belonged to me and my singing
I know I know what you'll say
It's okay cause I can't change it anyway
This song goes to all of my friends
This song goes to my wonderful parents
This song goes to everyone who's listening
So listen up
Look at the flowers, look at the sky
Look at something that catches your eye
It might be hidden between the trees
Or it might be too tiny to see
Just know the beauty of the world
Can be found in all kinds of forms
It might be green, it might be blue
It might also be in front of you
Right in front of you
Dear Ella (ahh)
I know you love your Nutella (ahh)
But I also know you love me
Though you'd never admit that to nobody
So this song it goes to you
This song also goes to me
Yeah this song goes to everyone who's listening
So listen up
Look at the flowers, look at the sky
Look at something that catches your eye
It might be hidden between the trees
Or it might be too tiny to see
Just know the beauty of the world
Can be found in all kinds of forms
It might be green it, might be blue
It might also be in front of you
Right in front of you
Right in front of you
Right in front of you