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One man can't sleep in his penthouse bed |
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Wall Street worries fill his head |
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While another man dreams |
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In his cardboard shed on Broadway |
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Early morning traffic jam |
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Wake up call for both of them |
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Will work to eat |
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Asks easy street for small change |
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And which one needs it more |
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The rich man or the poor |
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A change of heart and attitude |
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Unselfishness meets gratitude |
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It's enough to put tears in God's eyes |
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Enough to make the angels cry |
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When the power of love lifts someone above |
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The emptiness of their unbearable life |
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It's enough to put tears in God's eyes |
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Late at night a baby cries |
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His mother gives him life then dies |
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But no one even by them to be sad |
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And another woman fills the need |
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It's her heart and his mouth she'll feed |
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When she gives her love to the child she never had |
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Oh, and which one needs it more |
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It's hard to say for sure |
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When something grows, when nothing was |
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As strong as any bond of blood |
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It's enough to put |
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Every minute, every day |
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A little miracle's done |
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Someone opens up their heart |
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And lets it shine like the sun |
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Just the light of that one |
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It's enough to put |
