Yesterday and the day before, everywhere i turned there you were.
Hurt my neck and my good looks, trying to encourage the pretty people.
perfect as they were, on every street corner and creeping where we cant see them...
I even heard of sleeping outside, beating on another life, another breath, another person,
Only thing worse is hiding ur beauty to look like someone elses.
Walked terrain
on this earth is pretty people
I saw this woman waving her number.
Where is her beautiful?
I saw this man holding up a sign.
where is dignity?, where is his beautiful?
I saw a child beat another.
like he had no love, i had this urge to yell..
Earth!! where is your beautiful.?
Everyday i see good in him, potential in her, i hear about a cute new born.
And everytime i think to myself...How long will it take us to learn, to know, to believe..??
We are Pretty People