Where I stand

In a mountain full of colors
Is a river full of fish
In a sky full of clouds
Is a world that has peace

But where should I stand
If all the people is around
Where could I be seen
If I’m the needle on a haystack

Confused by the forms,
Beliefs and Norms
The eyes of many
Was formed by all

But where should I stand
To bring peace by hand
Where could I be seen
If I’m the needle on a haystack.