| A man opens his eyes under the bridge where he’s been sleeping
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| To keep himself from weeping
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| He gets up and goes on his way
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| A woman late for work crosses his path and barely misses
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| She curses his existence
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| Leans on the horn and goes on her way
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| Living worlds apart
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| What could they ever have in common
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| Started life with so much promise
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| Different choices on the way
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| Feeling desolate and distant
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| Losing hope with every instant
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| If there’s happiness they’ve missed it In this endless game
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| We are of one name, one name
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| We are of one name
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| We want the same things
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| We need the same things
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| We are of one name, one name
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| We are of one name
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| We want the same things
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| Same things
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| A father near the end
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| Wishes he’d been there for his children
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| He prays that they’ll forgive him
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| But the words are still hard to say
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| His daughter feel regret
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| For choosing work over a family
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| She wanted one so badly
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| For very choice there’s a price to pay
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| Grown so far apart
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| They should have everything in common
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| Started out with so much promise
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| Different choices on the way
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| She just needed his attention
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| He had no time for affection
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| Now they’re struggling for redemption
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| Knowing they’re to blame
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| We are of one name
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| We are of one name
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| We are of one name
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| We want the same things
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| Same things |