Where do they go and what do they do?
Theyre walking on by. Theyre looking at you.
Some people stop, some people stare.
But would they help you and do they care?
How did you fall? Did you fall at all?
Are you happy when you are sleeping underneath the stars?
When its cold is it your hope that keeps you warm?
A spare bit of change is all that I give.
How is that gonna help when youve got nowhere to live?
Some turn away so they dont see.
I bet youd look if that were me.
How did you fall? Did you fall at all?
Is it lonely where you are sleeping in between parked cars?
When it thunders where do you hide from the storm?
Could you ever forgive my self-pity?
When youve got nothing and youre living on the streets of the city.
I couldnt live without my phone.
But you dont even have a home.
How did we fall? Can we get up at all?
Are we happy where we are on our lonely little star?
When its cold is it your hope that keeps you warm?
Where do they go and what do they do?
Theyre walking on by. Theyre looking at you.
Theyre walking on by. Theyre looking at you.
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