The People

Not looking for reason, not trying to understand Not trying to catch your eye, not trying to touch your hand Not trying to show you part of me no one else can find But I will bring a song to you, who will buy my time? Not looking for reason, not trying to understand Not trying to catch your eye, not trying to touch your hand Not trying to show you part of me no one else can find But I will bring a song to you, who will buy my time? People get philosophical and say there is no future I am trying to tear myself away from your eyes The people get philosophical and say there is no future Nothing is as blinding as your eyes Not watching the seasons, watching days flow by No quenchless autumn breezes, late tomorrow skies Are you frightened by the moments, how they softly lie Where I thought I would always be, I let myself get by People get philosophical and say there is no future I am trying to tear myself away from your eyes The people get philosophical and say there is no future Nothing is as blinding as your eyes The people get by, the people get by The people get by, the people get by Get by, get by, get by, get by, get by Not looking for an ending to make the pieces fit Need is always pending on how much you can get How much you can get People get philosophical and say there is no future I am trying to tear myself away from your eyes The people get philosophical and say there is no future Nothing is as blinding as your eyes The people get by, the people get by The people get by, the people get by Get by, get by, get by, get by, get by Where are you now Where are you now Where are you now Where are you now