THEN THE VERSES 1ST PART
Another sleepy Sunday, safe within the walls
Outside a dying world in desperation calls
But no-one hears the cries, or knows what they're about
The doors are locked with in, or is it from, without
Chorus-
Looking through Rose colored stain glass windows
Never allowing the world to come in
Seeing no evil and feeling no pain
Making the light as it comes from within, so dim
then back to the intro on "so dim"