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