you sit where i sit nadmit the things that i admit nyou hold them in the palm of your hand nyou hold me too nyou keep familiar lights nwith strangers looking in tonight nsuddenly somehow i've become nthe strangest one nnCHORUSnmaybe i am not the only one nto give what you give back to you nbut it's your turn to get your own love song nevery mother has been a child too nand every singer should be sung to ni fight against that space nthat others filled and i faced nbut your gravity has brought my towards the earth nnow i'm your moon nnCHORUS nnevery teacher has been a student too nand every singer should be sung to nonce and a while you get pulled across the aisle nthis view is saving me neven if you can't see noh this view in me nnCHORUS nn'cause every listener wants to be heard too nand every singer should be sung nshould be sung tonn