All The Same

She told me on the train I looked into that hazel Said "I could say the same" She sounded New York City Like Brooklyn born and raised While the front porch I grew up on Is half a dozen states away An old man to her left And a child to my right Different people Different faces Different lives If we all we were called by the same name If we all were stuck on the same page Wouldn't the world just be so boring Without all our different stories? Thank God Thank God We're not all the same For every banker there's a writer For every chef an engineer For ever wants-to-be a millionaire There's one who doesn't care For every one that cuts you off There's one letting you in line For every angry word that's said There's one that's kind If we all we were running the same race If we all were going the same pace Wouldn't the world just be so boring Without all our different stories? Thank God Thank God We're not all the same I think it's ok If we don't always understand Cuz I like the way you are And I like the way I am If we all we were called by the same name If we all were stuck on the same page Wouldn't the world just be so boring Without all our different stories? Thank God Thank God We're not all the same