Came in from a rainy thursday on the avenue
thought I heard you talking softly
I turned on the lights, the TV and the radio
still I can’t escape the ghost of you

What is happened to it all?
Crazy, some’d say
Where is the nightbird I recognize?
gone away

But I won’t cry for yesterday
there’s an ordinary world
somehow I have survived
and as I try to make my way
to the ordinary world
I will learn to survive

Passion or coincidence
once prompted you to say
“Pride will tear us both apart”
Well now pride’s gone out the window
cross the [bad word] away
left me in the vacuum of my heart

What is happening to me?
Crazy, some’d say
Where is my friend when I need you most?
Gone away

but I won’t cry for yesterday
there’s an ordinary world
somehow I have survived
and as I try to make my way
to the ordinary world
I will learn to survive

Papers in the roadside
tell of suffering and greed
fear today, forgot tomorrow
ooh, here besides the news
of holy war and holy need
ours is just a little sorrow
a’tall

And I don’t cry for yesterday
there’s an ordinary world
somehow I have survived
and as I try to make my way
to the ordinary world
I will learn to survive

every one
is my world, I will learn to survive
any one
is my world, I will learn to survive
any one
is my world
every one
is my world