The windows of my soul

Are made of one way glass

Dont bother looking into my eyes

If theres something you want to know

Just ask

I got a dead bolt stroll

Where Im going is clear

I wont wait for you to wonder

Ill just tell you why Im here

Cause I know the biggest crime

Is just to throw up your hands

Say

This has nothing to do with me

I just want to live as comfortably as I can

You got to look outside your eyes

You got to think outside your brain

You got to walk outside you life

To where the neighborhood changes

Tell me who is your boogieman

Thats who I will be

You dont have to like me for who I am

But well see what youre made of

By what you make of me

I think that its absurd

That you think i

Am the derelict daughter

I fight fire with words

Words are hotter than flames

Words are wetter than water

I got friends all over this country

I got friends in other countries too

I got friends I havent met yet

I got friends I never knew

I got lovers whose eyes

Ive only seen at a glance

I got strangers for great grandchildren 156581,-539)

I got strangers for ancestors

I was a long time coming

Ill be a long time gone

Youve got your whole life to do something

And thats not very long

So why dont you give me a call

When youre willing to fight

For what you think is real

For what you think is right