Inspired by my happy memories of busking on the Tube in London during the 80's
Lyrics
Verse 1
I’m still waiting at my station
A valid reason in my hand
Can only stop on consultation
From the child who feeds an outstretches hand
Chorus
And I feel some kind of happiness
Just to see you faces go by
A simple smile unknowing while
The coins fall from his loving palm
I stand here singing love songs
Melodies to ease your mind
Music is a sweet surrender
But nothing if by the strings you’re bound
Chorus
And I feel some kind of happiness
Just to see you faces go by
A simple smile unknowing while
The coins fall from his loving palm
You are all beggars like me
Living on borrowed time
Words can’t meet my meaning
But still the sense goes round
Chorus
And I feel some kind of happiness
Just to see you faces go by
A simple smile unknowing while
The coins fall from his loving palm
