Inspired by my happy memories of busking on the Tube in London during the 80's

Verse 1 I’m still waiting at my station A valid reason in my hand Can only stop on consultation From the child who feeds an outstretches hand Chorus And I feel some kind of happiness Just to see you faces go by A simple smile unknowing while The coins fall from his loving palm I stand here singing love songs Melodies to ease your mind Music is a sweet surrender But nothing if by the strings you’re bound Chorus And I feel some kind of happiness Just to see you faces go by A simple smile unknowing while The coins fall from his loving palm You are all beggars like me Living on borrowed time Words can’t meet my meaning But still the sense goes round Chorus And I feel some kind of happiness Just to see you faces go by A simple smile unknowing while The coins fall from his loving palm