A man in the parking lot, down on his luck Came and asked if I could spare a few bucks I shoulda helped him, I shoulda cared So before I fell asleep I said a little prayer He must have no one to stand behind his dreams No matter how crazy they seem He must be scared, and alone Begging for a dollar, searching for a home Chorus: Without a family like mine To turn to when you don't have a dime Or a friend he could call And I think he's lost, I think he's lost... his way home He may have talent and a dream he could chase He may be a genius whose simply lost his way I coulda helped him, I shoulda cared I hope he finds a nice warm bed out there He may have gone to Sunday School In nice clothes and brand new shoes Something happened along the way For him to be alone, lost and afraid Chorus