You're down and out, now why is it?
Is it because of the child within,
Or was your crime a mortal sin?

You looked so pitiful in a pitiless crowd
And your silent eyes cried out so loud.
It hurt my heart to see the way
The animals just passed you by.
When finally I stopped to think, I
Realised that so did I.
But why?

Was it because I did not trust
Your reasons for asking us?
Or am I just as heartless as
The others in this circus?