Norman Rockwell hangs on the wall of this waiting room Everybody sittin round Waiting for any kind of news Stay awake reading year old magazines Staring at the TV Bout the only thing that you can do Another face that no ones ever seen before Comes through that front door Said I came as soon as I heard Some people they pass through life, like cars on the interstate Passing through a small town, never looking back Some people they walk through life With their hands in their pockets keeping their heads down Ive known a lot like that Some people never care about anyone, anything They never take the time, but some people touch Some people touch So many lives Look around and the only thing in common Is one heart thats hanging on every beat Lying on the fifteenth floor tonight Yet every story is a little bit different But theyre all the same They are all about the love we shared They make us laugh and they make us cry And every tear that streams down another face Is just another trace another thing he did That he didnt have to do Some people they pass through life like cars on the interstate Passing through a small town, never looking back Some people they walk through life With their hands in their pockets keeping their heads down Oh, Ive known a lot like that Oh, some people never care about anyone, anything They never take the time, but some people touch So many lives, as God I pray that you will touch his tonight Oh the way that he touched mine Some people never care about anyone, anything They never take the time, but some people touch Some people touch Some people touch So many lives Touch so many lives So many lives
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