Stranger on the street

Everyday u pass a stranger on the street
And u wonder would u ever meet,
Them, and u wonder is their life better than yours?
Oh do they fight with their family as much as u fight with yours?
Do they go to school?
Do they play it cool?
Do they deliver your mail?
Have they gone to jail?
So many questions u have to ponder
As away those strangers seem to wander
To their destinations by their feet
Because all they are, are strangers on the street.