Some people
Some people they teaseone anotherTake pride in themselveskeeping the other one downWell I'm not like that at all
Some people they hurtone anotherThey love to seeHurt in the other one's eyesWell I'm not like that at all
Some people are born for each otherThey love to walkHolding the other one's handThey always understandSome people crySome people know why
Some people they use one anotherSo aimlesslyNot like lovers doWell I'm not like that at all
Some people they long for each otherThey love to talkHolding the other one's handThey always understandSome people crySome people know why
With a word unspokenWith a voice unheardWhen a thought is brokenBy a tender wordWhen a heart is movedWhen a heart is thrownThe silence tells youYou're not alone...