Someone once said silence was golden
His one was Black and White
He took the time to check in
He did not see me
A day in the life
A day in the life
Someone once said, she'd cry no more tears
But that just turned out to be a lie
She carries a knife into the bathroom
She does not see me
When you're living behind glass
When you're living behind glass
A day in the life, of a man who carries a gun to the street
A day in the life, of a girl who cries those tears, no one will ever hear
A day in the life, of a woman who carries her unborn child in her arms
A day in the life, of a man,
who looks like him, who talks like her, who thinks like me
A Day in the life of a woman, walking against the crowd
Afraid to raise her voice up and be proud
They take the time to conceal her
And she does not see me
She has a soul that longs to be free
When you're living behind glass
When you're living behind glass
A day in the life, of a man who carries a gun to the street
A day in the life, of a girl who cries those tears, no one will ever hear
A day in the life, of a woman who carries her unborn child in her arms
A day in the life, of a man,
who looks like him, who talks like her, who thinks like me