Going Home

It's late t night and I can see you're tense

when we both get off the bus

it's a fucking shame we have to be raised to fear and mistrust

strangers to you dangerous to you but it's necessary

they say you look at me with fear in your eyes

and I look the other way

I'm just going home I've had a long day

I'll leave you alone I'll stay out of your way

I'm just going home

is it the way I look or just cause I'm a man

it would be easier to take if I don't understand

why you need to worry

there's a lot of creeps out there

what can I say to show you that this time

you don't have to be scared

try to say something it's all I can do

to yell "don't be afraid of me I'm not following you"

I cross the street look the other way

but I still can't claim your fright

you look back in terror and run into the night