Well there s a little boy waiting at the counter of the corner shop He s been waiting down there, waiting half the day, we never ever see him from the top He gets pushed around, knocked to ground But he gets to his feet and he says.. What about me, It isn t fair I ve had enough, now I want my share, Can t you see, I wanna live But you just take more than you give... Well there;s a pretty girl serving at the counter of the corner shop She s been waiting back there, waiting for her dreams, her dreams walk in and out, they never stop Well she s not too proud, to cry out loud She runs to the street and she screams What about me, It isn t fair I ve had enough, now I want my share, Can t you see, I wanna live But you just take more than you give... So take a step back and see the little people They may be young but they re the ones that make the big people big So listen, as the whisper What about me?
Now i m standing on the corner, all the worlds gone home, Nobody s changed, Nobody s been saved, And i m feeling cold and alone I guess I m lucky, I smile a lot But sometimes I wish for more than I ve got What about me, It isn t fair I ve had enough, now I want my share, Can t you see, I wanna live But you just take more What about me, It isn t fair I ve had enough, now I want my share, Can t you see, I wanna live But you just take more You just take more You just take more than you give What about me... What about me... What about me...
What About Me
