from “The Little Things” (2013)

 

written by: Neil Jackson

 

 

Everybody’s laughing at their own jokes

 

A thousand people, a million lines

 

But they don’t listen to any other folk

 

But I know that they’ll hear in time

 

I know they’ll hear in time

 

 

 

Everybody wants to sing their own song

 

A thousand people, a million rhymes

 

Problem is no one’s singing along

 

But I know that they will in time

 

I know they’ll hear in time

 

 

 

What a lonely life it would be

 

If you never knew how it was that the other people felt

 

What a lonely life it would be… yeah

 

Don’t you realize, the flowers are there to be smelt

 

 

 

Everybody wants to play their own game

 

A thousand people, a million signs

 

Problem is no one’s playing it the same

 

But I know that they will in time

 

I know they will in time

 

 

 

Everybody’s acting in their own play

 

A thousand people, a million mimes

 

But there’s no audience to hear what they say

 

But I know they will in time

 

I know they’ll hear in time

 

 

 

What a lonely life it would be

 

If you never took just a little time to stop and pause

 

What a lonely life it would be… yeah

 

Don’t you realize you’ve got to stop to receive the applause

 

 

 

Everybody’s dancing to their own tune

 

A thousand feel dancing a million ways

 

And I know I’ll dancing with you soon

 

Dancing for the rest of my days

 

I’ll be dancing for the rest of my days

 

 

 

What a lonely life it would be

 

If you never took just a little time to stop and pause

 

What a lonely life it would be… yeah

 

Don’t you realize you’ve got to stop to receive the applause

 

Perfection’s only based upon flaws

 

And I know you’ll hear in time