Stop for the traffic, maybe I can see Remains of a flower, stump of a tree Shaking hands with people who are smiling desperately Trying to win over through, through the heart of me Buildings tall, people small, maybe they can't see That the sun keeps shining down on little old me Well I'm walking down the main street, but their eyes just can't see They're trying to win over through, through the heart of me (REPEAT VERSES 1 & 2)