Wind Of Change

In the streets of New York City
every guy can feel the chill,
and I don't want no sympathy,
but I want my tale to spill.

And the lights shine down on me,
they shine on the little dude,
is this how to make him pay
being born in a world so crude?

But like me, he don't know where he'll go astray,
he won't shed so many tears
till he figures out why he don't fit in.

Like me, there's no space for us out there,
you can lose your faith and pride,
when it comes to shattered dreams
you'll get your slice.

Sometimes a guy falls apart,
and the good things he's seeking
are smashed into the dirt.

Get on up, look around,
can't you feel the wind of change?
Get on up, taste the breeze,
can't you see the wind of change?

Don't you get what I'm saying?
We need a boss down here,
a dude to guide us kids,
take us from the pit of fear.

Make the lights shine down on us,
show us the path to take,
help us survive, make us thrive,
teach us what we need to make.

Like me, he don't know where he'll go astray,
he won't shed so many tears
till he figures out why he don't fit in.

Like me, there's no space for us out there,
you can lose your faith and pride,
when it comes to shattered dreams
you'll get your slice.

Sometimes a guy falls apart, down, down, down, down,
and the good things he's seeking
are smashed into the dirt.

Get on up, look around,
can't you feel the wind of change?
Get on up, taste the breeze,
can't you see the wind of change?
Get on up, look around,
can't you feel the wind of change?
Get on up, taste the breeze,
can't you see the wind of change?
Get on up, look around,
can't you feel the wind of change?
Get on up, taste the breeze,
can't you see the wind of change?