Laissez-faire

Look at the scenes; it seems another world, so far away

Then the page is turned

As you look away

To suburban days

Where we live, so laissez-faire

I'm not talking about a foreign land

It's in front of your eyes

Do you know what it's like to have not

Just to try to survive?

But it's just another song

While we live, so laissez-faire

Why is it always

I've got my corner of the world

You've got your own

You live, you let live

Got nothing to give

Who knows her, laissez-faire?

Who cares?

You can't deny

For I know I've been guilty, too

Every day that we just seem to see it through

But at least I'm aware

That we live

So laissez-faire

Laissez-faire