We ain't reading the same book let alone the same page
Only two forms of expression silence and rage
And if a phone call at Christmas is the best that we can do
Shame on me and shame on you lord
I know pride is at the root of our mistakes
A flag of truce for each other's sake
And I wish these children knew ya the way I did back then
What's it gonna be when chance don't come again
Tarred by the same brush and hollow is the sound
Raising up a white flag just to tear it down
And I'd forfeit every difference I just wish you'd come around
All this low down living when we were kids will always be
A common thread of who we are and where we've been
I know you can't stop a river or see it once my way
You're the man I thought you'd be is all I wanna say
Tarred by the same brush and hollow is the sound
Raising up a white flag just to tear it down
And I'd forfeit every difference I just wish you'd come around
Tarred by the same brush and hollow is the sound
Raising up a white flag just to tear it down
And I'd forfeit every difference I just wish you'd come around
And I'd forfeit every difference I just wish you'd come around
And if a phone call at Christmas is the best that we can do
Shame on me and shame on you lord