Lyrics & Music: G. Frost, F. Frost

There’s a little boy
Waiting at the counter of the 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
Gets to his feet and says

What about me
It isn’t fair
I’ve had enough
Now I want me share
Can’t you see
I want to live
But you just take more than you give

There’s a pretty girl
Serving at the counter of the corner shop
She’s been waiting back there
Waiting for a dream
But all her dreams walk in and out – they never stop
She’s not too proud
To cry out loud
She runs to the street and screams

Take a step back and see the little people
They might be young but they’re the ones
That make the big people big
So listen as they whisper
What about, me?

Now I’m standing on the corner
All the world’s gone home
Nobody’s changed
Nobody’s been saved
And I’m feelin’ kinda cold and alone
I guess I’m lucky
I smile a lot
But sometimes I wish
For more than I’ve got

Chorus Repeat