how many special people change?
how many will still remain the same?
slowly walkin down the street
faster than a cannonball
maybe u will find me
caught up in my own thoughts
along the streets
wanderin bout alone
and as the nite falls
the busy people runs
in their pursuit
they follow their shadows around blindly
chasin after it
and they hide away in the shade of their shadows
always hidin away
i'm standin in the middle of the hustle
deep among the crowd
and i look up into the empty sky
i started to ask why
tell me why
cuz i nvr wanna say goodbye
somebody tell me why
cuz i feel tat there is someone out there
someone who noes me deep inside
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