Well a little boy waiting at the counter of a corner shop He's been waiting down there, waiting half the day They never see him from the top He gets pushed around, knocked to the ground He gets to his feet and he says
[CHORUS:] What about me, it isn't fair I've had enough now i want my Can't you see i wanna live But you just take more you give
Well there's a pretty girl serving the counter of the corner shop She's been waiting back there, waiting for her dreams Her dreams walk in and they never stop Well she's not too proud to cry out loud She runs to the street and she screams
So take a step back and see the little people They may be young but they're the ones That make the big people big So listen, as they whisper about me
And now i'm standing on the corner all the world's gone home Nobody's changed, nobody's saved And i'm feeling cold and alone I guess i'm lucky, smile a lot But sometimes i wish for more than i've got