Texty: Sarah Brightman. She Doesn't See Him.

When she passes him by
She's a ray of light
Like the first drop of sun
From the sky
And he knows she's a queen
Who deserves a king
But he is not a king
And she doesn't see him

When she dances
She moves him to a smile
He sees everything
Near her shine
There's a grace in her ways
That he can't contain
He has not that grace
Oh, he has not that grace


And the closer he gets
He can't help but hide
So ashamed
Of his body and voice
There are boundaries
We pass in spite of the war
But our own
We can't seem to cross


He has a way that surrounds him
So delicate

With a glory that reigns in his life
He is also so much that he is not
These things they don't see
And she doesn't see him
Oh-oh-oh ...
And she doesn't see him


There are things we can change
If we just choose to fight
But the walls of injustice are high


When she passes him by
She's a ray of light
Like the first drop of sun
From the sky
And he knows she's a queen
Who deserves a king
Someone other than him
So different from him


Oh-oh-oh ...
She doesn't see him
Oh-oh-oh ...
She doesn't see him
She doesn't see him