People, people
People, people

People passing by
May make me wonder why
They sometimes look so sad
And then they look so glad

People on the go
Know what they should know
People standing still
Incapable of will

Like puppets on a stage
Imprisoned in a cage
It's a tragic comedy
That catches you and me
We are told
There's no use in trying to snap
The thing that makes the trap involves

People, people
People, people

Lovers unaware
Of all they're seeing there
Most likely in a trance
Involved in their romance

Like puppets on a stage
Imprisoned in a cage
It's a tragic comedy
That catches you and me
We are told
There's no use in trying to snap
The thing that makes the trap involves

People passing by
May make me wonder why
They sometimes look so sad
And then they seem so glad

People, people
People, people
People, people
People, people
People, people......
