© 2006 Roland S. Labana and Lisa Berkshire
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fiogf49gjkf0d I see their faces on the TV screen.
And I know you do too.
I bet you think about it late at night.
Well you know, I do too.
You think of all the ways to make it right.
Is there anything you can do?
And you know sometimes we just don’t try.
And you know sometimes we just get by.
But sometimes, sometime is, sometime is now.
Sometimes, sometime is now.
Sometimes, sometime is now.
And you know sometimes we just don’t try.
And you know sometimes we just get by.
You pass them every morn on the way to work.
As they lie, sit, or stand.
You try to avoid their longing stares.
Will you fill their open hands?
Do you know how to help ease their pain?
Can you help shield their kids from the rain?
You wake today and say you’ll make it right.
And you’ll see their smile of thanks.
But first, you have a few things on your mind.
Won’t be long before they’re done.
But the hours pass and now you’re tired.
Another day, you’re not inspired.
And you know sometimes we just don’t try.
And you know sometimes we just get by.
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