You loved me for who I was when we met, but now you want me to stop doing what I love. I know I did, it’s just the way you played that guitar on stage that really attracted me, but now I hardly see you anymore If I stop playing to please you and not doing what I love, I won’t be happy and have much love in my heart to give Don’t stop playing, I need to accept that it’s part of you and love you regardless.

I looked out my window on that cold winter day I saw a figure just a few feet away They looked cold and weathered and needing a place The Icy shadows obscured their face

High above the city Up among the clouds Staring down at people Strolling through town

See the lady crying How will she feed her kids Spent her last dollar Trying to make her rent Daddy’s been drinking Ain’t seen him in days She swears she’ll get through it And find a way

Wish I could fly down And lend her a hand She doesn’t deserve this She drew a bad hand

At the Red Light I see a lonely soul Begging for anything He looks so old People try to look away How inconvenient To their day Why do we act this way There just like us They need a way

Wish I could fly down And lend him a hand He doesn’t deserve this He drew a bad hand