There's nothing special about their lives
They're looking out over the sea
They're really
Just like
You and me.

There's nothing special about their face
I've seen it all before;
All generated
From the same being.

I couldn't believe you
When you said you were down and out;
I couldn't believe you
When you said you
Had to be like them.

There's nothing special about their thoughts
I've seen them on my way;
I wouldn't have gestured
That we are all the same.

Everyone's idea of good is different
So don't make fulfilling that your role;
Don't worry what they
Think about
You.

Everything good comes from natural not constructed.
My flow can only be hindered by
Myself.
So as you walk out into that world today
Don't worry about anything I've said.