No Money , No Love

I think to much i can't stop thinking - I feel like a big man at his stage of shrinking - He was once big now he's small - Sat down peacefully until one day he wanted to stand tall - Then , he thought how can i stand - Im a man and when i wake up everyday there's not a penny in my hand - Stand tall , who shall i face - How can i when there's no money to fill up that beautiful heart's space - It's ashame that love amount's to money - With empty pocket's how can i call anyone my honey - Is it fair that i must have money to love - I thought having a good heart was the most precious thing from up above - I want to be loved and love someone back - Now because i have no money im like a pipe to someone with no crack - There pipe is useless and my pocket's want do me no good - I see a beautiful heart but , im scared that with no money i might be misunderstood -