(Carole Boyer Sager/ Peter Allen)      All of us start from the same place   With an open ticket and an awful lot of space to grow in    And all of us go   But some of us go further    'Til it gets hard   Getting back where we came       Even tho' I'm as   Shy as a violet   Most people don't please me   Feelings don't come easy when you don't belong    Underneath the still water   You'll find a deep well   Hell ain't so far from heaven when you got no home       It's hard to make friends   When they all become   Scratches in my phone book-so many lines are disconnected   All my lines ring but some of them ring truer    Friends can be reached thru a song when I sing...       Even tho' I"m as   Shy as a violet   Most people don't please me   Feelings don't come easy when you don't belong    Underneath the still water   You'll find a deep well   Hell ain't so far from heaven when you got no home       So I fly across country   Listening to the music   Existing somewhere between two shores    Creating whirlpools   Trapped in the swell   Hell ain't so far from heaven when you got no home       Even tho' I'm as   Shy as a violet   Most people don't please me   Feelings don't come easy when you don't belong    Underneath the still water   You'll find a deep well   Hell ain t so for from heaven when you got no home