...the same thing

look at the beggar

waving that sign
what do you really think is on his mind

food and clothes
i hope he can find
what do you really think is on his mind

he asks for some money
smokes on his fag
drinking his wine from a brown paper bag

he looks up

and i look down
sitting there all alone on the ground

but then i remember
i was once like him
i roll him a cigarette
and we begin

we don't shake hands
we don't say a word
the words have been spoken
and now we must learn

look in his eyes
show him respect
this is the only thing
he doesn't usually get

make him remember
all of those years
make him remember
all of those fears

show him myself
begin to cry
asking Christ
Why JESUS WHY?

then i remember
all of those years
and i remember
all of my fears

I'm just like him
i've been there too
what is so different
between me and you

we are the same thing we are the same thing we've done the same things we've done the same things
we've thought the same things we've saw the same things
and he begins to smile smile smile smile smile smile smile

so if you see someone
who looks a lot like you
why don't you share
help them get through

it doesn't have to be what you first think
maybe a kiss, maybe a wink
just because they're on the street
doesn't mean that you can't meet