She never came from Miami FLA
She never found herself like other girls, they say
She had the kind of face you'd never even miss
Invisible in bliss
She couldn't understand
Why nobody felt like this
She walked a mile in a faithless pair of heels
Just to imagine how it looks and how it feels
To be the kind of girl that everyone adored
High upon the scoreboard
Smiling through her teeth
Wild as thunder underneath
High, high in the sky
Out of reach of you and I
Witnessing the days go by
Don't it make a poor girl cry?
Oh Lord it's a sin
All this pain we're living in
Don't it make your poor head spin?
Down the road and back again
Down the road and back again
He never told himself ambition wasn't real
He taught his eyes to think and his brain how to feel
He got his wires crossed and couldn't raise a smile
Made sense once in a while
Counting down the days
Till his clothes came back in style
He couldn't see how anything was right or wrong
He knew the words and tune but he didn't know the song
He spoke a language that he couldn't barely speak
An out-of-date technique
And though he was just blood and bone
He always felt unique
High, high in the sky
Out of reach of you and I
Witnessing the days go by
Don't it make a poor girl cry?
Oh Lord it's a sin
All this pain we're living in
Don't it make your poor head spin?
Down the road and back again
Down the road and back again
Down the road and back again
Down the road and back again
Each and every last one in denial
Counting every minute till it seems worthwhile
Dragging behind them every last heartache
Saying "Jesus Forgive me"
For their own sweet sake
In a fever
Nothing better
When your soul's at stake
High, high in the sky
Out of reach of you and I
Witnessing the days go by
Don't it make a poor girl cry?
Lord it's a sin
All this pain we're living in
Don't it make your poor head spin?
Down the road and back again
Down the road and back again
Down the road and back again
Down the road and back again
Down the road and back again