He lost his wife three months ago
Now there’s vodka on his breath and his story left untold
But he’ll dance in the street and sway to the beat of our song
People are hurting, pushed away, told they’re wrong
And do you
Know what it's like to live on the wrong side of live
And could you
Let go of what you know, leave your judgement alone cuz
What if we’re wrong here
bending to be right in line all the time and,
What if we’re lost here,
anxious every night getting harder to decide
Where I belong this time.
Another guy walks into the bar
Bluest eyes id ever seen but he didn’t blink, and it caught me off guard
At the end of his meal a single tear fell from his face
How could I let my fear let me make that mistake?
Be more kind
To those lives
That are different than mine.