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