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