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| "Different People" from the album Perspectives
Words and Music by SHEILA KIRSTEN HUGHES |
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Somewhere he is marching
To the end of his road
Puts his hand to his forhead
To salute us as he goes
Somewhere in a schoolyard
They make fun of the little girl
But she just swallows the tear drops
And never says one single word
So many different people
So many different lives
So many beautiful faces
So many stories in their eyes
And I only know a few
But I never took the time to get to know you
Get to know you like I could
Somewhere she is kneeling
With a gun in her hand
Wipes the tears from her crying eyes
She points the barrel to her head
But then a voice stops the trigger
Someone's calling her name
She tiptoes to the window
She's smiles when she sees his moonlit face
So many different people
So many different lives
So many beautiful faces
So many stories in their eyes
And I only know a few
But I never took the time to get to know you
Get to know you like I could
Somewhere stands a tatooed man
Clothed in leather and chains and spikes
Makes you scared to go near him
But you wouldn't be so scared if you knew his reasons why
Why he holds you at a distance
Why his heart can't be found
He locked it up in his fortress
The day they tore him up, the day they broke him down
So many different people
So many different lives
So many beautiful faces
So many stories in their eyes
And I only know a few
But I never took the time to get to know you
Get to know you like I could
Yes, I only know a few
But I'd like to take the time to get to know you
Get to know you like I could
Copyright © 2006 Sheila Kirsten Hughes, ASCAP.
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