What About Me?

Well there's a little boy waiting at the counter
Of a corner shop
He's been waiting down there,
Waiting half the day
They never, ever see him from the top
He gets pushed around, knocked to the ground
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 want to live
But you just take more than you give

Well there's a pretty girl serving at the counter
Of a corner shop
She's been waiting back there,
Waiting for a dream
Well 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 want to live
But you just take more than you give
More than you give

Take a step back and see the little people
They might be young, but they're the ones
That make the big people big
So listen, as we whisper
What about me?

Now I'm standing on the corner
All the world's 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 want to 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?