Homeless and angry at the whole human race,
I search the cold streets for a friendly face.
Will you be my friend?
Abandoned by family and friends,
I struggle hard to meet ends.
Will you be my friend?
Drowning my sorrows with *****,
I wind up singing the blues.
Will you be my friend?
Kicked out of the shelter by day,
How can I possibly find my way?
Will you please be my friend?