Chorus
Everybody feel the same pain
Everybody doing time
I can't be the one you're
needing
I can just be who I am
Who I am
We all want a world
With a perfect constitution
Believe me, we all want it
now
Don't want to wait another
day
And maybe if this world's
to change
It's going to take a revolution
But in the meantime, be my
friend
And don't turn your head away
For your kind of blue world
That's not my world
I don't want to paint your
picture
I don't want to write your
dreams
I ain't here to sing your
sorrows
Your blue world is not my
scene
Ain't got time to be your
hero
You can tell me that's a crime
I don't want to be your poet
Crying out your ancient rhyme
Marco Giunco |
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