Down a dank and ***** street
Where hopelessness and pain they meet
There huddles a child so all alone
Between the tears he calls it home
Each day a fight
Each dawn to night
Just to stay alive

A fight to find a scrap of bread
A quite place to lay his head
To dream of more does not come by
Between the tears he stops to sigh
Each day a fight
Each dawn to night
Just to stay alive

To feed the soul is needed more
‘Tis that not what life is really for
A crust of bread, a loaf so sweet
Two arms that care, a smile to greet
Each day a fight
Each dawn to night
One cares you stay alive

Down a bright and lovely street
Where wealth and riches brightly meet
There huddles a child so all alone
Between the tears he calls it home
Each day a fight
Each dawn to night
Just to stay alive

He wakes to find rich loaves of bread
From the loveless place he lay his head
To dream of more does not come by
Between the tears he stops to sigh
Each day a fight
Each dawn to night
Just to stay alive

To feed the soul is needed more
‘Tis that not what life is really for
A crust of bread, a loaf so sweet
Two arms that care, a smile to greet
Each day a fight
Each dawn to night
Someone cares you stay alive