I Was Born Into Rags
You Were Born With A Silver Spoon
I Was Born In The Pitch Black
And You Had The Moon
How It Lite Up Your Face
And Touched Your Heart
While I Was Being Pushed To The Hospital
In A Luckys Shopping Cart
You Had The World
And Always Craved For More
All I Had Was The Ground Under My Feet
And The Good Lord I Prayed For
You Had Parents And A Family
People To Love And Care For You
I Had No One But Myself
And Nothing To Do
I'd Sit On The Side Of The Street
I'd Beg For Food
Everyone Walked By
And Would Be So Rude
You Walk By Holding Your Moms Hand
You Smiled At Me
Thats All I Needed
Just One Person To Stop And Actually See Me
I Felt Loved For A Second
I Didn't Even Want A Dime
Just That Look In Your Eyes,
You Made Me Feel Fine.