And we are young In a world where people never change And if they grow apart Then pride is the distance of their age And if I'd spoken out of turn And watched you walk away I'd see the same faces I've seen before But I'd see them in a different way Without speaking, without a word I watched you grow away And move amongst the faces I've seen before But now I see them every day How far you can go (.................) The people you saw there The words that they say They all sound the same You go out on your own You try to look for a friend So far from the people They watch you walk by They don't even know you They won't even try Try, try, try The closer you are The less you can see The further you go The less you will know The more you must (feel?) Try, try, try To go out on your own Try to look for a friend So far from the people You watch me walk by You don't even know me You won't even try Try Look for someone Someone friendly, anyone at all All these people Are they really everyone the same? Well, well, well Fancy meeting you here Is there nowhere else to go?