There are wars going on in the world
There are children starving in the streets
There are women walking miles to get clean water
There are hearts broken
There are tears streaming
There are births
There are deaths
But none of that matters
Because I am laying on your chest
And your fingers are running through my hair
And your scent is making my head spin
And your lips are tracing my forehead
And I am so in love with you
That the world seems perfect