The sights we see so often that
They go by unremarked;
The heights we never reach because
We’re ne’er that way embarked
The humble and invisible
That sits there in plain sight;
The fact that someone close to you
Will cry alone
Tonight
Other People's Feelings
The sights we see so often that
They go by unremarked;
The heights we never reach because
We’re ne’er that way embarked
The humble and invisible
That sits there in plain sight;
The fact that someone close to you
Will cry alone
Tonight