Looked out of my window
and into the street
got no money in my pocket
no food to eat
cry out for a hand but
no one will hear
this be my burden lord then I shall bear
hurts me I hate it this is my life
hurts me I hate it I'll pay the price
pockets of hope a suitcase of dreams
my only [...]
and into the street
got no money in my pocket
no food to eat
cry out for a hand but
no one will hear
this be my burden lord then I shall bear
hurts me I hate it this is my life
hurts me I hate it I'll pay the price
pockets of hope a suitcase of dreams
my only [...]