In the hearts of men
In the arms of mothers
In the parts we play
To convince others
We know what we're doing
We're doing it right
They've written books on the subject
But then you may still be surprised
By your tone over the phone
To your sister while waiting in line
At the shopping mart
Just outside of town
In the hands of teachers
In the books you read
In the things we say
When we lost the lead
I still try to speak up
But my voice won't make a sound
And I thought it all over
Too many times
When there is no use
And the lights are all out
I just give it up and I walk home
Past the shopping mart that's just closing down
Well you tell yourself you are, must be what you be
Who's to say who is who and what is what
If you simply don't agree?
Now time will come to claim you
And it will have its way
Don't make no mistakes and don't regret
Don't waste the time that is left
And then do it all with a goddamn smile
In the hearts of men
In the arms of mothers
In the parts we play
To convince others
