Every Man

Every man's somebody's child
A mother, a father, a preacher
When I look into a strangers eyes I see possibility, I see a teacher

He might be poor
He might be unkind
Or maybe he's not worth knowing
He's got a story I might wanna hear and he can take me places worth going

So, come and stand by my side
Come share a piece of your mind
They're blind to you when you're nobody
And deaf to you unless you're whistling their tune
They're sold on what they've sold
When will they ever know that one mans hero is another mans fool
That one mans hero is another mans fool

Every man has travelled some way
Has fought for his place from weakness and grace and you don't know where he
Where he has been
Where he is from
The state he is in

Now who am I to judge?
I know nothing of his heart
He can be anyone, oh that's the best place to start
I let go of my mind trying to tell me what he is
I don't know him till I knew him

So, come and stand by my side
Come share a piece of your mind
They're blind to you when you're nobody
And deaf to you unless you're whistling their tune
They're sold on what they've sold
When will they ever know that one mans hero is another mans fool
That one mans hero is another mans fool

They're blind to you when you're nobody
And deaf to you unless you're whistling their tune
They're sold on what they've sold
When will they ever know that one mans hero is another mans fool
That one mans hero is another mans fool
That one mans hero is another mans fool