The Others

It's a reoccurring memory

Familiar old refrain

If I'd have been born a hundred years ago

This bus would be a train

And I'm runnin' like I'm wanted to a place that feels more free

Out here singin'

For the others like me

I suppose I'm one of those

That are born to run

Believin' that there'd never, ever

Be a faster gun

It's a fever in the blood

You can feel but you can't see

Out here singin'

For the others like me

There's a fire that burns inside of me

And it's you that feed the flame

Well, I go to bed a-dreamin'

And I wake up just the same

There's a space that you help fill

And only God knows where I'll be

Out here singin'

For the others like me

When my runnin' days are over

My work on Earth is through

I hope the words I sang brought peace

And melodies rang true

And no longer I'll be wonderin'

Where all this wonderin' might lead

Out here singin'

For the others like me

There's a fire that burns inside of me

And it's you that feeds the flame

Well, I go to bed a-dreamin'

And I wake up just the same

There's a space that you help fill

And only God knows where I'll be

Out here singin'

For the others like me

Out here singin'

For the others like me

Out here singin'

For the others like me