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Its been on my mind
that sadness in his eyes
tears falling down
in his old old face

And there is no home
no place to walk in
There is no love
no help for him

He was there
sitting in a corner
looking so lonely
He's head was leaning on a shoulder
but that weight he was carrying on his mind
was way way too much

And there i no home
no place to walk in
There is no love
no help for him

A coffee cup on his hand
warming up but not enough
Old bag full of stuff
full of memories
his belogings

He was kind
a sweet old man
With all that sadness
made me cry
Helpless in a world
where people are cruel

I wish I had a bigger heart
to give some hope
to make those walls break apart
But I'm just me
homeless in a way

I guess we all are
in a way
homeless
for a day

And there is no place
no HOME to walk in