Isn't
it a pity?
Now isn't it a shame?
How we break each other's hearts
and cause each other pain.
How we take each other's love
without thinking anymore.
Forgetting to give back,
isn't it a pity?
Some
things take so long,
but how do I explain?
We're not too many people,
you see we're all the same.
And because of all their tears,
their eyes can't hope to see.
The beauty that's around them,
isn't it a pity?
The beauty that surrounds us,
isn't it a pity?