He doesn't see the poverty
He doesn't feel the stirs
Forgetting all about hungry people
Just doesn't know what's worse
All he sees is this long, blonde hair
And those lovely cheekbones, too
I wish I could live a life like that
And think of nothing but you
He moves about as if he were blind
He doesn't speak, he laughs
Touches her hair, but glittering eyes
Without this girl, he's half
He can't see the injustices
Just one thing is have to do
I wish I could live a life like that
And think of nothing but you
All he sees is this long, blonde hair
And those lovely cheekbones, too
I wish I could live a life like that
And think of nothing but you
I wish I could live a life like that
And think of nothing but you
