Someone once said silence was golden  His one was Black and White  He took the time to check in  He did not see me  A day in the life  A day in the life  Someone once said, she'd cry no more tears  But that just turned out to be a lie  She carries a knife into the bathroom  She does not see me  When you're living behind glass  When you're living behind glass  A day in the life, of a man who carries a gun to the street  A day in the life, of a girl who cries those tears, no one will ever hear  A day in the life, of a woman who carries her unborn child in her arms  A day in the life, of a man, who looks like him, who talks like her, who thinks like me  A Day in the life of a woman, walking against the crowd  Afraid to raise her voice up and be proud  They take the time to conceal her  And she does not see me  She has a soul that longs to be free  When you're living behind glass  When you're living behind glass  A day in the life, of a man who carries a gun to the street  A day in the life, of a girl who cries those tears, no one will ever hear  A day in the life, of a woman who carries her unborn child in her arms  A day in the life, of a man, who looks like him, who talks like her, who thinks like me