Looking down what do you see,
Looking down what do you see,

Do you see through my smile to the tears deep inside,
Or do you see me oh Sahara Sky,
Do you see the scars left behind by countless fights,
Or do you see me oh Sahara Sky,

We are born a blank canvas,
Given just the one palette,
A picture we would like to display,
A sense of self come what may,

Do you see the spilt paint,
Or do you see me oh Sahara Sky,
Do you see the scars left behind by countless fights,
Or do you see me oh Sahara Sky,

Looking down what do you see,
Looking down what do you see,

Do you see me oh Sahara Sky.