Faces
In this world, so many places
filled with so many faces
passing daily on the street
they never touch, they never meet
they all have secrets that they hide
to keep the world outside
afraid to trust enough to share
and still they want someone to care
they brush a shoulder, share a smile
as they walk another mile
never letting others know
how much their need has grown
their just a person on the street
you never touch, you never meet
each day to them is like before
and they look for nothing more
their just a face you see in a crowd
that's shouting to you oh so loud
can you hear me !