From the recording Never too late
Lyrics
Walking down the street with nowhere to go
No roof above, just the pavement below
With tattered clothes and an empty cup
The itinerant's life is not looking up
He sleeps on the ground, with no bed to rest
Living on scraps and crumbs at best
The world just passes by, without a care
He's just another face, in a world unfair
He's a homeless man with a heart of gold
Living on the street, he's growing old
We pass him by, without a care
But he's someone's father, someone's son, somewhere
He's seen the world through a different lens
And experienced things that most cannot comprehend
He's fought the battles that we'll never know
But he still stands tall with a heart full of hope
He's a homeless man, with nowhere to stay
Living day by day, just trying to find a way
Through the dark of the night, he'll keep moving on
Looking for a glimmer of hope, to keep him going on
He's a homeless man with a heart of gold
Living on the street, he's growing old
We pass him by, without a care
But he's someone's father, someone's son, somewhere
He dreams of a life that's full and bright
Where the sun shines
He dreams of a life where everything is alright
But for now, he's just a man on the street
A shadow of who he used to be
He's a homeless man with a heart of gold
Living on the street, he's growing old
We pass him by, without a care
But he's someone's father, someone's son, somewhere
Dreams of a homeless man