On the corner of a town,
Or in an an ally of a street,
you could learn somthing from a person that you meet,
They show you how lucky you are,
And how there life was a wreck,
They\\\'ll show you that they cry,
And show you that they might die,
So when you eat your dinner,
Be happy and say grace,
Because for that person,
That just isnt the case,
They go to bed in boxes,
They find there meals in strash,
The cry each nigt,
And never know how long this will last,
They are always shaky,
They will always cry,
But as for you and i,
We just dont cry..
