I see you sitting there like a broken wallflower
Your toes are all busted and bruised
You're still tapping your feet
Though you hear a different beat
And they keep treading on your pretty shoes
And as the music keeps playing
You hear different conversations
And you don't fit into anyone You may feel you're alone
But when the band's long gone You'll
still dance into a different drum
Just keep dancing to a different drum
Now you and I can have a difference of opinion
Where both sides can be right or wrong We can try to speak
But if nobody's listening Then it's hard for us to get along
Now it may take a little time But no one changes their mind
Talking down the barrel of a gun May be hard to accept
But you gotta respect People dancing to a different drum
Just keep dancing to a different drum
Just keep on dancing
Now you and I can have a different way
of praying To help us get from A to B
You can try to conceal it Or open up, reveal it
For me, it's in the in-between
For you and I, we share the same destination
And who knows when the race is run?
Hell, I'm in no rush
But hey, until I get there I'll keep dancing
to a different drum Just keep dancing to a different drum
Just keep on dancing Just
keep dancing