Lyrics

A Fine Line
Words & music by Steve Givens
© 1993 Potter's Mark Music (BMI)

It?s a fine between life at home and life on the street.
It?s a fine line between having a job and having enough to eat.
It?s a fine line, it?s a fine line?
That separates you from me.

I saw your face reflected in the window
Of the downtown store on my way to work.
You came to me and asked me for a dollar
As I turned away I could hear you say: (ref)

As I walked away, your words came to haunt me,
Like an unknown ghost or a spirit cursed.
I shut my eyes but the darkness held me.
I held my ears but the silence screamed: (ref)

Oh we do not see people without houses
We do not hear their cries of pain.
We do not know any of the reasons.
We cannot feel, ?cause it?s a world away.

I turned around and you stood before me.
Eyes to the ground so I could not see
In another time, in another city,
I could not see that you could be me. (ref)