Someone once said silence was golden 

His one was Black and White 

He took the time to check in 

He did not see me 

A day in the life 

A day in the life 

Someone once said, she'd cry no more tears 

But that just turned out to be a lie 

She carries a knife into the bathroom 

She does not see me 

When you're living behind glass 

When you're living behind glass 

A day in the life, of a man who carries a gun to the street 

A day in the life, of a girl who cries those tears, no one will ever hear 

A day in the life, of a woman who carries her unborn child in her arms 

A day in the life, of a man, who looks like him, who talks like her, who thinks like me 

A Day in the life of a woman, walking against the crowd 

Afraid to raise her voice up and be proud 

They take the time to conceal her 

And she does not see me 

She has a soul that longs to be free 

When you're living behind glass 

When you're living behind glass 

A day in the life, of a man who carries a gun to the street 

A day in the life, of a girl who cries those tears, no one will ever hear 

A day in the life, of a woman who carries her unborn child in her arms 

A day in the life, of a man, who looks like him, who talks like her, who thinks like me