| Can’t you see the silhouettes
|
| Of a thousand people walking past
|
| You reach your arm for help, but no one sees
|
| I can’t feel the breeze upon my face
|
| I’m trapped in outer space
|
| Without a place to rest and slowly breath
|
| It’s hard without a friend
|
| My bones are wearing down
|
| Don’t have much left in me
|
| Please don’t count me out, before I bleed
|
| I’m watching as the building burns
|
| The voices scream, shoulders turn away
|
| To hide the frightening site to see
|
| Going through catastrophe, while all these humans laugh at me
|
| It seems as they were born a different breed
|
| We must lend a hand to those who feel they’re at the end
|
| An act of love can really go the distance
|
| It’s hard without a friend
|
| My bones are wearing down
|
| Don’t have much left in me
|
| Please don’t count me out, before I bleed
|
| Plea, p-p, please don’t count me out
|
| Out, out
|
| Out, out
|
| Can’t you see the silhouettes
|
| Of a thousand people walking past
|
| You reach your arm for help, but no one sees
|
| I can’t feel the breeze upon my face
|
| I’m trapped in outer space
|
| Without a place to rest and slowly breath
|
| It’s hard without a friend
|
| My bones are wearing down
|
| Don’t have much left in me
|
| Please don’t count me out, before I bleed
|
| I’m watching as the building burns
|
| The voices scream, shoulders turn away
|
| To hide the frightening site to see
|
| Going through catastrophe, while all these humans laugh at me
|
| It seems as they were born a different breed
|
| We must lend a hand to those who feel they’re at the end
|
| An act of love can really go the distance |