Spare Change

You pass them on the street Trying to beat the heat But they're out there all day all they want is some spare change You only throw it in your car Not needing it at all What about that extra sandwich? Nah it's fine just ditch it? I've had my wake up call I wont sit here, do nothing at all I've made my own mistakes Learned and was repaid But those people everyday Sit and feel their pain All they want to do is talk Maybe take a walk with you talk with you Give them some cash Maybe buy them some food I'm not asking you to give them your house I'm not asking you to pay for a room I'm not asking you to give them your clothes I'm just asking that you sit in their shoes I hate to see them sad As I drive past their "pad" One the corner I see parents Their kids look all bent I cry after I pass them and pout Because I never stopped and got out Heck you would feel the same All They Want Is Some Spare Change