I'm a little boy with glasses, the one they call the geek A little girl who never smiles cuz I got braces on my teeth And I know how it feels to cry myself to sleep I'm that kid on every playground who is always chosen last A single teenage mother tryin to overcome my past You don't have to be my friend if it's too much to ask Don't laugh at me, don't call me names Don't get your pleasure from my pain In God's eyes we're all the same Some day we'll all have perfect Wings Don't laugh at me I'm the cripple on the corner You pass me on the street I wouldn't be out here begging if I had enough to eat And don't think I don't notice that our eyes never meet I lost my wife and little boy somewhere cross that yellow line The day we laid 'em in the ground is the day I lost my mind Right now I'm down to holdin this little cardboard sign Don't laugh at me, Don't call me names Don't get your pleasure from my pain In God's eyes we're all the same Someday we'll all have perfect wings Don't laugh at me I'm fat... I'm thin... I'm short... I'm tall... I'm deaf... I'm blind... Hey aren't we all Don't laugh at me, don't call me names Don't get your pleasure from my pain In God's eyes we're all the same Someday we'll all have perfect wings Don't laugh at me ~ Mark Wills ~ |
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