He Doesn't See Me
When he passes me by he is a ray of light
like the first drop of sun from the sky.
And I know he's a king who deserves a queen.
But I am not a queen.
And he doesn't see me.
When he dances he moves me to a smile
and I see every thing near him shine.
There's a grace in his ways that I can't contain.
I have not that grace.
Oh I havn't that grace.
And the closer he gets I can't help but hide
so ashamed of my body and voice.
There are boundaries we pass in spite of the war.
But our own, we can't just seem to cross.
She has a way that surrounds her so delicate
with a glory that reigns in her life.
She is also so much that she is not
these things I can't see.
And he doesn't see me.
And he doesn't see me.
There are things we can change
if we just choose to fight.
But the walls of injustice are high.
When he passes me by he's a ray of light
like hte first drop of sun from the sky.
And I know he's a king who deserves a queen.
Someone other than me.
So different from me.
He doesn't see me.
He doesn't see me.
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最美麗的情感總是藏在夢背後
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