I am just someone Someone walking by. You've seen me in the crowd, I'm the one who looks like anyone. She is just someone, someone walking by. You've seen her in the crowd, She's the one who looks like anyone. We are the invisible ones But we are not the only ones. I am just someone, Someone I don't know And I don't wan't to know Because I'm uninteresting. She is just someone, Someone I don't know But I would like to know Because she seems interesting. Still we are the invisible ones But we are not the only ones We're like the black man from a foreign land Who plays insruments on the street. Or the little girl in her own small world Who wants to be an astronaut. Or the strange guy in the dirty tie And with a suit that smells like shit. Or the old lady that just said to me That I'm going straight to hell. Because Jesus said that you should never swear And I don't recall hearing that. We're like the highschool dropouts cleaning bathroom floors In concrete buildings filled with people that are invisible. And all their spouses and all their kids And all their mothers and fathers and all of their friends She is just someone, Someone walking by But I've seen her in the crowd She's the one who stands out.