In the news today They reported on all these deathly scenes And your shoes were gray You forgot your New York hat and wore your dirty jeans And you said to me You don't understand what I mean There's a man somewhere And he tells his grandson not to talk And it takes me to the fair That he still finds time to take his dog for a walk Is our sentiment so desensitized? Is it so hard to see as through another's eyes? I read it in the Independent It's black and white, so it must be true The world is shedding old resplendence But all that I can think about is you ♪ There's no lunchbox packed As you spend the day in the summer sun And so, my odds are stacked That, when this day ends, it won't have begun While in Syria, there's still people dead Although I soon forgot all the journalist said I read it in the Independent It's black and white, so it must be true The world is shedding old resplendence But all that I can think about is you