Precious people
wandering the street
Searching for a place to sleep
and something to eat

Please Sir, can you spare me
a sandwich and a coffee?
It's been a rough night
I'm cold and hungry

Precious people
wandering the stairs of success
Searching for acceptance,
money and meaning I guess

Please Sir, can you spare me
a title and a raise?
It would help me forget
my loneliness and acceptance chase

Precious people
wandering alone, side by side
One rich, one poor, both cold and lost,
with an empty soul to hide

Please precious people
lift up your eyes
Let him fill your empty soul
with purpose and love without disguise

Precious people
reach out your hands
Pass the purpose forward
to bring about love that stands