What really matters

I am sorry, I cannot change what you see

When you look at me, so pitifully..

I cannot change what you  see

You cannot know me.  looking at me.. from the outside

With all of your judgements, so full of pride

You keep on looking at me from the outside.

But there is One who knows and can really see

What you fail to acknowlege and view in me

There is One who can really see..

You think,money can buy you happiness

So hour after hour, you  slave and stress

You think money can buy you happiness??

In the end, who'll be the truly happy one

When life is over and our days our done

Who will be the truly happy one

Will it  matter what kind of wealth we knew

When the dirt is shoveled over me and you 

Will it matter the  wealth we knew?

So think over everything while you  can

Don't matter whether you're a woman or  a man

Think over everything while you can