I saw you sitting from afar
Waiting, waiting, waiting for alms
And when the fourth one’s next is me
I would surely give you some money
I couldn’t express the joy I felt
My heart grew wild, my heart would melt
And when I walked again past you
I heard that small girl say THANK YOU
The next day’s walk I passed again
That same small girl, my little friend
To give you money was not enough
For you would always be coming back
And so when I got home I prayed
To God the Father who has my faith
A sign or two would be okay
To give that girl my help today
For I would want that girl to dream
A diff’rent life, a diff’rent scene
To finish school and work someday
To end the life of pain this way
Her family would then be proud
And they would praise You, God, aloud
For You gave them the chance to live
A life that’s freedom, and freedom indeed!