across the sea… someone else’s world… soldiers fight… soldiers bleed… someone else’s world… across the sea… someone else’s world… mamas cry… babies die in someone else’s world

another day… someone else’s world… shots are fired… a sophomore’s down… someone else’s world… another day… someone else’s world… papas cry… babies die in someone else’s world

but on the bus no eyes make contact… even though a moment’s shared… and through our lives we keep repeating…

it’s not me… 
…………c’est la vie

across the street… someone else’s world… lovers fight… lovers bleed… someone else’s world… another day… someone else’s world… babies cry… c’est la vie… it’s someone else’s world

and on the bus no eyes make contact even though a moment’s shared… and through our lives we keep believing…

it’s someone else’s world…
…..it’s someone else’s world…
……….it’s someone… else’s… world