(Carole Boyer Sager/ Peter Allen)
All of us start from the same place
With an open ticket and an awful lot of space to grow in
And all of us go
But some of us go further
'Til it gets hard
Getting back where we came
Even tho' I'm as
Shy as a violet
Most people don't please me
Feelings don't come easy when you don't belong
Underneath the still water
You'll find a deep well
Hell ain't so far from heaven when you got no home
It's hard to make friends
When they all become
Scratches in my phone book-so many lines are disconnected
All my lines ring but some of them ring truer
Friends can be reached thru a song when I sing...
Even tho' I"m as
Shy as a violet
Most people don't please me
Feelings don't come easy when you don't belong
Underneath the still water
You'll find a deep well
Hell ain't so far from heaven when you got no home
So I fly across country
Listening to the music
Existing somewhere between two shores
Creating whirlpools
Trapped in the swell
Hell ain't so far from heaven when you got no home
Even tho' I'm as
Shy as a violet
Most people don't please me
Feelings don't come easy when you don't belong
Underneath the still water
You'll find a deep well
Hell ain t so for from heaven when you got no home
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