If That Were Me

Melanie Chisholm/Rick Nowels

 

Where do they go, and what do they do?

They're walking on by, They're looking at you

Some people stop, some people stare

but would they help you, and do they care?

 

How did you fall? Did you fall at all?

Are you happy where you are,sleeping underneath the stars?

When you're cold is it your hope that keeps you warm?

 

A spare bit of change is all that I give

but how will that help when you've got nowhere to live?

some turn away so they don't see

I bet you'd look if that were me

 

How did you fall? Did you fall at all?

Is it lonely where you are, sleeping in between parked cars

when it thunders where do you hide from the storm?

 

Could you ever forgive my self-pity?

when you've got nothing and you're living on the streets of the city

I couldn't live without my phone

but you don't even have a home

 

How did we fall? Can we get up at all?

are we happy where we are, on our lonely little star

when it's cold is it your hope that keeps you warm?

 

Where do they go, and what do they do?

They're walking on by, They're looking at you

They're walking on by, They're looking at you