[Verse 1]
Tramp moves on to the end of the street
I listen to the echo of his hobnail feet
For some, there's a future to find
But I think they're leaving me behind

[Verse 2]
The world hurries on at its breakneck pace
People fly by in their lifelong race
For them, there's a future to find
And I think they're leaving me behind

[Verse 3]
The chances, they come, but the chances have been lost
Success can be gained, but at too great a cost
For some, there's a future to find
But I think they're leaving me behind

[Verse 4]
The wind sweeps up and goes back to its tree
The rain flows by and moves on to the sea
For them, there's a future to find
But I think they're leaving me behind