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