Judging from the outside can you see what's within?
It seems to work out sometimes but you can't see where one's been,
It struck you deep one time, so quick to remind all about your past,
And it comes out at last...
Where you're coming from, coming from, coming from.
Where you're coming from, coming from, coming from.
Every test and trial, all that you've been through.
Every frown and smile, every counterfeit truth,
And it all wells up in times when you're stuck,
All you had to surmount they don't take in account...
Remember in the future that you can never tell,
Where somebody comes from or anywhere that they've dwelled.
Life teaches so much more then one could ever know.
When you judge someone see how far they have come...
