Shy As A Violet
All of us start from the same place
With an open ticket and an awful lot of space to grow in
And some of us go far
But some of us go further
Until it gets hard going back where we came from
And though I'm as shy as a violet
Most people don't please me
Feelings don't come easy when you don't belong
But underneath the still waters
You may find the deep well
Hell, it ain't so far from heaven when you've got no home
It's hard to make friends
When they all become a long-distance 'phone call
So many lines get disconnected
All of my lines ring but some of them ring truer
And friends can be reached with a song when I sing one
And though I'm as shy as a violet
Most people don't please me
And feelings don't come easy when you don't belong
But underneath the still water
You may find the deep well
Hell, it ain't so far from heaven when you got no home.
So I fly across country, playing my music
Existing somewhere between two shores
Creating whirlpools
Getting trapped in the swells
Hell, it ain't so far from heaven when you got no home
It ain't so far from heaven when you got no home
It ain't so far from heaven when you got no home
It ain't so far from heaven when you got no home
Ain't so far from heaven...
Autor(es): Carol Bayer Sager / Peter Allen
