| Saw a man’s home, a box made of cardboard
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| Frozen to the bone, can’t take much more
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| Says Lord I need help here, send me a strong hand
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| To lift me from the street, help me to stand
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| I’ve been forgotten, been forsaken
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| Poisoned by a bottle I could not shake it
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| I’ve been passed over, been rejected
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| And I’m afraid I’ll never feel
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| The warmth of summer come again
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| Man I am helpless, I’m freezing
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| You were there
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| You were there
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| I saw a sick man on a sick bed
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| Scorned by the world like he had two heads
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| He says I’m a man here dying a cruel death
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| I’m cut off from the world, man it was so sad
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| He was suffering, he was ailing
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| Tortured by his fate, his body was failing
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| He says I’m an outcast, left defenceless
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| And I? |
| m afraid that I’ll be dead
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| Before the summer comes again
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| I’ve been rejected, man I am dying
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| You were there
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| You were there
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| Saw a rich man alone in a dark house
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| A prison made of gold he could not break out
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| Says my life is aimless, it just seems pointless
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| Boredom truly kills, man I am hopeless
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| I got diamonds, I got houses
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| I got silver clouds and silver spoons to match it
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| I’ve come up empty, man I am desperate
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| And I never want to feel
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| The warmth of summer come again
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| I’ll be forgotten, my life is over
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| You were there
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| You were there
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| You were there
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| Lord, you were there |