I’m Weeping

When I was ten years old,
my parents were poor,
our house was so cold.
And I was still in school and learning.
And then I never really got too far.
And everyone we knew had money,
and driving a car, and driving a car.

Now I’m twenty-one,
the street where I lived is blown up and gone.
And I’ve had a good day crying.
And the world around has changed a lot.
I never really gave much more,
much more than I got,
much more than I got.
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah …