When She Passes Me By, She's A Ray Of Light like The First Drop Of Sun From The Sky and I Know She's A Queen, Who Deserves A King but I'm Not A King and She Doesn't See Me
when She Dances She Moves Me To A Smile i See Everything Near Her Shine there Is A Grace In Her Ways I Can't Contain i Don't Have That Grace so She Doesn't See Me
and The Closer I Get I Can't Help But Hide so Ashamed Of My Body And Voice there Are Boundaries We Pass In Spite Of The War but Our Own, We Can't Seem To Cross
he Has A Way That Surrounds Him, So Delicate with A Glory That Reigns In His Life he Is Also So Much That He Is Not but These Things They Don't See and She Doesn't See Me
there Are Things We Can Change If We Just Choose To Fight but The Walls Of Injustice Are High
when She Passes Me By, She's A Ray Of Light like The First Drop Of Sun From The Sky
and I Know Shes A Queen Who Deserves A King someone Other Than Me different From Me she Doesn't See Me she Doesn't See Me