Lyrics:

Keith Knudsen / Zeke Zirngiebel

Brother, you’ve fallen far behind
What is it that’s on your mind
Sister, oh how do you decide
What do you see through your clouded eyes

On every corner I turn to
Some variation of “help me please”
Can’t pretend I don’t see you there
How should I feel

Brother, you’ve fallen to your knees
What do your children need
The distance is never out of reach
There’s only inches between you and me

On every corner I turn to
Some variation of “help me please”
Can’t pretend I don’t see you there
How should I feel

Hey, mister, well I’m lookin’ your way, you know
I wouldn’t ask if things weren’t like they were today
- Count up the corners of ‘em, add up the dollars for ‘em
Hey, mister, well I’m lookin’ your way, you know
- Ten thousand of ‘em all over town
I wouldn’t ask if things weren’t like they were today
- But is it really helpin’, whatever I do
Hey, mister, well I’m lookin’ at you, you know
- Will I feel good about it, will I feel a fool
I hate to beg, ‘cause I feel like such a fool

On every corner I turn to
Some variation of “help me please”
Can’t pretend I don’t see you there
How should I feel