Sure I need your money



But Id like to talk to you



Yeh I could use your money



But I wanna talk to you



You throw me a coin



as you rush past



Your life is a blur



that moves so fast



I live in my place



in the world at your feet



Like to tell you how it is



the other side of the street







Ill give you some money



But I cant talk to you



You can have my money



though I cant talk to you



Ill do what I can



but Im real short of time



Telephone is ringing



Two calls on the line



Places to go



and people to meet



Too busy to breathe



The other side of the street







We dont understand how the other half live



Yet the other half have so much to give



We all travel to the place where well going to meet



Yet we never seem to make the other side of the street