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Life can be so demanding And you work so hard. You act like it doesn’t bother You. Don’t let it get to you The times that are rough Why can’t you be yourself? Ain’t that enough? Chorus: Ain’t it enough To know that others care about you? Ain’t it enough To know that it’s so hard without you? And tell me right now Are you ashamed to be what you really are? Just ask yourself Ain’t it enough? You are the great pretender In your own game You never realize who you Are. Don’t be the one who just Takes what they get. You gotta stretch farther Ain’t that enough? Chorus I thought I knew you And they way that you were Where did that strong person Go? You used to be a fighter Stopping the war You used to care about me Ain’t that enough Chorus 2X Lesley Barth Street Side Commentary I met a man On the chilly streets of Chicago I asked of his name He could only reply with a glare I asked him why Why was he so mad at the world And this is what That man replied You don’t know How people will act Unless you see them do bad You don’t know How people can think With all the questions in their head And you don’t know The story behind me What has made me so blue You’ll never know something ‘bout people Unless you know something ‘bout you. And he wrapped his coat Closer to his neck with a vengeance And give me a ruthless, sad twisted grin He managed to smile Underneath all the anger that was swelling You could see it Still frozen upon his chin. You don’t know How people do wrong When it feels so good to be right. You don’t know The dangers of darkness Unless you’ve slept with the night. And you don’t know The story behind me What has made me so blue You’ll never know something ‘bout people Unless you know something ‘bout you. So I walked Past the man on the street A few steps closer to the edge I turned back He saw the smile on my face And the corners Of his mouth Slowly advance towards his eyes As he realized What he’d done And one year later when I walked by that street All that was left was a memory A memory that said You don’t know How people will act Unless you see them do bad You don’t know How people can think With all the questions in their head And you don’t know The story behind me What has made me so blue You’ll never know something ‘bout people. Unless you know something ‘bout you. Lesley Barth © 2000 Waiting for a Miracle Lost her dad when she was eight years old. He just got up and left her going cold. Now she’s been bitter for 14 years Wiping away feeling with her tears. Another girl waiting for a miracle. Oh oh Another girl waiting for him. Another girl waiting for a dream come true Oh oh Another girl’s life growing dim. Another girl on a highway road Waitin’ for acceptance and ride on home. Giving up feelings for a meal. No one could tell her that it’s not real. Another girl waiting for a miracle Oh oh Another girl waiting for you. Another girl waiting for her happiness Oh oh Another girl’s world turning blue. She packs her bag and walks out the door Leaves a note there on the floor She doesn’t understand how to commit That’s why she runs away like the wind. Another girl waiting for a miracle. Oh oh Another girl out living alone Another girl waiting for something real Oh oh Another girl out on her own Another girl out on Her own. Lesley Barth (don't copy) 2001 |
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