For The Driver

I feel for the driver in the aftermath Of a child who chased a ball across his path For the ones involved and the most unloved, I feel I feel for the driver I feel for the soldier in the throes of war Sent off to settle someone else's score For the ones involved and the most unloved, I feel I feel for the soldier Every story has two sides Every coin, two faces, hmm I feel for the one who hides And for the one who chases I feel for the lady in the crimson light With demand on the left and judgment on the right Where the lonely ones are the most unloved, I feel I feel for the lonely I feel for the soldier I feel for the driver