The dust collects on the windshield and it makes for a starry night when confronted by coming headlights. Does anyone notice? He's acting different. Not how he should act. Does anyone know who determines that? Melt down all of your rainbows coloring all of your skies. Soak in that and the irony, and tell him how everything looks from his eyes. Does anyone notice? The leaves are turning brown and collecting on the ground. Who'll bet they'll burn easily? Who'll light the fire so we can see? Does anyone notice? It's that time of day when morning dew evaporates and the panic of being escalates, and all you need is someone to tell you you're doing great. Does anyone notice? He's doing great. He has his God, he's doing great. No matter how bad things get, he's always got his faith. Everything in his life has a purpose. Does anyone notice? Everything has a purpose.
Lyrics submitted by midnightclown