Leaving Me Behind

The tramp moves on to the end of the street



I listen to the echo of his hobnail feet



For some theres a future to find



But I think theyre leaving me behind.







The world humes on at its breakneck pace



People fly in their lifelong race



For them theres a future to find



But I think theyre leaving me behind.







The chances they come, but the chances have been lost



Success can be gained, but at too great a cost



For some theres a future to find



But I think theyre leaving me behind.







The wind sweeps up and goes back to its tree



The rain flows by and moves to the sea



For them theres a future to find



But I think theyre leaving me behind.