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My Path Must Be Yours


Looking around faces scurry by

I’m going on a trip, are you too?

What about the man with a crooked tie

I’m healthy yet it looks like he might have the flu

 

I’m going on a trip, are you too?

My feet have solely walked in my shoes

I’m healthy yet it looks like he might have the flu

What about others with different views? 

 

 My feet have solely walked in my shoes

Why does she wait peacefully while he remains restless

What about others with different views? 

Everyone’s experiences vary; you seem to have a lot of stress

 

Seeing only our side we remain blind as a bat

What about the man with a crooked tie

Did you even consider having a friendly chat?

Looking around faces scurry by

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