I saw him shaking his change in a coffee cup Asked for a dollar but I told the man to give it up Said he´s hungry I don´t think that´s true I bet my dollar he´d just go spend it on booze I turned my back on him and began to walk away But then I heard a little voice inside me say What if it´s really true what if he´s hungry What if it´s not for him, does he have a family How´d you get here How´d you end up on the street Where did it go wrong Wonder what I´d do if it were me A new point of view A walk in your shoes I wish I could get inside your head To see what you see When you look at me How´d you get here
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