Money

Sitting here my friend
I see so much going on
I feel the cold and heat
Living on the street

I don't have much to offer
Maybe nothing that matters to you
So I'm thinking to myself
Why would you care about me?

What is the price of your heart?
Will it be the same as my tears?
How much does all this money mean
Given the lack of love in the world

No one knows my story
Their time is very important
Who says that's the end?
Maybe I am just testing you

Who of us is truly blind?
Who is carrying the heaviest weight?
I'm here in this forgotten place
Waiting for you to get me