Tramp On the Street

When I fell asleep I felt a light breeze While fluttering somewhere in the sky I was someplace very high; I saw the world from the other side With snowflakes covering the ground And a lonely tramp Freezing like a hound Sitting on a sidewalk With a candle in his hands Staring in its flame Memories were burning away About friends, about chores About the wet pavement Getting to his bone About warmth long gone Then I felt cold and knew that Space grew between him and me; Away from the breeze Far from the place so high He was now out of sight and People surrounding in a crowd Forced me to shout Awake on the sidewalk With Mercedes petrol and heels around I had to get myself in safety The night had worn me out This street now looked obscene I was the tramp, there is no doubt