Bless the mind of a quiet child Give him a reason to crack a smile He may not be a happy boy But there are moments he may enjoy Winter clothes from the discount bin A weary face shows where he's been The teachers miss his pleas for help He wishes he were someone else That's why he's so far from heaven Already three steps behind Too many lonely boys learn things the hard way You can't rule the playground on your own terms Every miscalculation costs you one turn Goes to work with hopeful eyes Wants to get noticed, —that's no surprise Enters the meeting with fresh ideas Makes it look easy outgunning his peers He feels resentment as the group walks by They laugh at him but who knows why? Eats his lunch alone in the park The little girl stares and it breaks his heart That's why he's so far from heaven Can't leave his odd ways behind Some people dig trenches, —they always learn the hard way You can't win them over on your own terms But that's the only way to go if you've got the nerve He runs upstairs to see who's there but never in time The telephone rings till he picks up——another dead line Kicks the wall and grits his teeth then pours some more red wine Deal with it! Friday night he hits the clubs With cash in his pockets lookin for love Scans the room for a friendly face A chance to show off his style and taste Stands aloof at the end of the bar Nervously jangling the keys to his car A beautiful woman glances his way He wants to move in but has nothing to say That's why he's so far from heaven Couldn't solve the mystery girl again So many lonely men gotta learn the hard way You can't crash the party on your own terms Once it's drained of energy it never returns