She sits at her screen watching her world go by,
alone and unseen yet still in the public eye.
That poor little girl,
to the rest of the world
that's all there is.
He sits on his own thinking up things to do.
He sits all alone wondering why or who,
is that poor little girl,
crying out to the world
is that all there is.
(chorus)
Words flicker by on her screen and she stops to stare.
Words from the ends of the earth that contain so much truth.
Words from people she'll never see yet who often care.
Words of infinite age or impetuous youth.
He sits at his screen watching his world go by.
But hardly a sound comes from the one inside.
From that poor little girl,
Crying out to the world
is that all there is.
He looks in his heart wondering why it is
that fate has conspired to play such a trick as this.
On the man and the girl.
It's a hard cruel world;
that's all there is?
(repeat verse 1)
(repeat chorus)
They sit at their screen watching their world go by.
Alone and unseen yet still in the public eye.
Just the man and the girl;
to the rest of the world
that's all there is.
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