The Heart's Not There

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When you go to New York,
You see the big lights,
The world spins around you,
The great skyscrapers so high,
But people are too busy,
All hustle and bustle,
The workers fly by through their time,
No time for others,
Where's the heart?
It's not there,
They're too busy with themselves,
They're too fast to be near,
Don't they see?
What life is all about,
To be kind, and grateful,
For this planet we have?
No they don't,
They don't see it at all,
The more selfish some get,
The more the heart's not there,
No, it's not there at all.





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