He stands in the rain begging for change as people pass him by
And once in a while he'll get a nod or a smile with nickels and dimes
But when the sun goes down in his part of town and cold wind blows
He'll find his way in the dark to a bench in the park where no one knows
Someone used to rock him on their knee
And when he's cry they'd sing him lullaby's till he was fast asleep
They say he had his daddy's eyes his momma's smile
Oh they loved him so but that was long ago when he was someone's child
The word on the street was he had a degree and a big house in la
But when it comes to his past don't bother to ask cause he's got nothing to say
People frown and put him down no one seems to care
That that's one of us down on his luck standing there
