Alone in the street is where I stand
With no one here to hold my hand
No one here to stand beside
This street is not very wide
Here I am lonely and cold
With no one here for me to hold
Here it is dark and raining
With nothing here for me to be gaining
I shake, I shiver, and then I quiver
In the end I`m always a giver
I give to everyone, I give to all
In the end I always fall
Right back into this small street
Here I stand every week
Every month, with every day
Here is where I shall stay
