(MARY SUNSHINE)

When I was a tiny tot

Of maybe two or three

I can still remember what

My mother said to me...

Place rose colored glasses on your nose

And you will see the robins

Not the crows

For in this tense and tangled web

Our weary lives may weave

You're so much better off

if you believe...

That there's a little bit of good

In everyone

In everyone you'll ever know

Yes, there's a little bit of good

In everyone

Though many times, it doesn't show

It only takes the taking time

With one another

For under every mean veneer

Is someone warm and dear

Keep looking...

For that bit of good in everyone

The ones we call bad

Are never all bad

So try to find that little bit of good!

Just a little, little bit of good

Is someone warm and dear

Keep looking...

For that little good in everyone

Although you meet rats

They're not complete rats

So try to find that little bit of good!