Look at the powerful people
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Stealing the sun from the day
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Wish I could do something about it
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When all I can do is pray
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It's a lonely afternoon
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With nowhere to go but my room
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And Sunday when there's time
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I think of these things on my mind
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And I don't know
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Where I will go
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Look at the ominous people
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Draining the salt from the sea
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Wish I could just stand up and shout it
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Why can't they let goodness be
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Oh it's a lonely afternoon
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With nowhere to go but my room
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And some day when there's time
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I think of these things on my mind
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And I don't know
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Where I will go
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Come on you world won't you give a damn
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Turn on some lights and see this garbage can
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Time is the essence if we plan to stay
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Death is in stride when filth is the pride of our home
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Wish I could just stand up and shout it
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Why can't they let goodness be
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Oh it's a lonely afternoon
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With nowhere to go but my room
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And Sunday when there's time
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I think of these things on my mind
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Oh and Monday there's no time
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So I close both my eyes and I'm blind
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And I don't care where oh where is my prayer
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POWERFUL PEOPLE
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| Gino Vannelli |
