walk a mile in my shoes
there's a trip line at every step
you'll slip in the puddles
of the tears I've wept
walk a mile in my shoes
with soles that are worn thin
every little pebble
feels like a stone within
walk a mile in my shoes
every corner is a stubbing toe
feel the gravity's power
only then you'll know
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 11:17 AM UTC
walk a mile in my shoes
there's a trip line at every step
you'll slip in the puddles
of the tears I've wept
walk a mile in my shoes
with soles that are worn thin
every little pebble
feels like a stone within
walk a mile in my shoes
every corner is a stubbing toe
feel the gravity's power
only then you'll know
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