MOTHER STREET
All around this stormy city,
There are millions after more,
There are others who are watching,
They're so tired of being poor .
Now John, he drives a cadillac,
Has business in downtown,
Louise lives on the sidewalk,
With two children under toe.
He can't help but notice her shining face,
His judgement suspended takes second place.
And sometimes that something,
That special something takes our fears away.
Forgetting reputations,
John ventures out the door ,
Grubby hands are reaching out,
Reaching out, their stories getting old.
He can't help but notice her shining face,
His judgement suspended takes second place.
And sometimes that something,
That special something takes our fears away.