People Of The Street

 

Standing on the street, accordion in my hand

In a town where no one knows me

The ones at home don't understand

If there's one thing I've learned, it's who I am!

 

It seemed as if my life had started almost anew

My mother, bless her soul, took a different point of view

And now I am here to sing for you!

 

For

You are the people

You are the ones who count

You are the people of the street

And I know as you pass on

If you've listened to my song

I know if you have heard

 

I can't call myself a singer, it's just what I like to do

Feel driven by desire and encouraged by a few

How long I will be here is up to you

 

For you are the people.....

 

I could tell you of all the places I've played

Of all the mistakes I've made

What you'd really like to know-

Can one live like this? Well, yes and no

And it's never to late to say-

 

If I would have my time again, I know what I would do

I'd find a quiet corner and I'd hope you'd be there too

For there's no one that counts more than you!

 

For

You are the people.....