People

I, I'm fighting the sense of a dream
Find it strange, seeing a stranger at the light
Looking like me
They're just

In a nightmare
Happy on the surface
In denial
Praying at the service
It's survival
Taking shape in what they want most

They're just people
Driving on the highway next to people
Living out their lives with other people
Aching for the feeling of a free fall
They're just people

I, I'm fighting the stranger in me
What it's like
To be in the back of the crowd
Longing to see
I'm just

One in a million to you
A face you'll never know
Picking a point of view
Its true

They're just people
Driving on the highway next to people
Living out their lives with other people
Aching for the feeling of a free fall
They're just people

People
Smile to the driver of a taxi
Driving someone crying in the back seat
Wishing they were all the other people
Other people

People
Driving next to other people
Living lives with other people
Dreaming, aching for a free fall
It's you, it's me

People
Smile, driver of a taxi
Someone crying in the backseat
Wishing they were other people

They're just people
Driving on the highway next to people
Living out their lives with other people
Aching for the feeling of a free fall
Other people

People
Smile to the driver of a taxi
Driving someone crying in the back seat
Wishing they were all the other people
Other people