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