(Carole Boyer Sager Peter Allen)



All of us start from the same place

With an open ticket and an awful lot of space to grow in

And all of us go

But some of us go further

'Til it gets hard

Getting back where we came



Even tho' I'm as

Shy as a violet

Most people don't please me

Feelings don't come easy when you don't belong

Underneath the still water

You'll find a deep well

Hell ain't so far from heaven when you got no home



It's hard to make friends

When they all become

Scratches in my phone book-so many lines are disconnected

All my lines ring but some of them ring truer

Friends can be reached thru a song when I sing...



Even tho' I