Wintertime's such a cold and bitter time

For some, but not for others

Christmas eve

Outside the snow's coming down

Children Happy, Santa's Coming

While the homeless scurry through town

Mothers and Fathers turn away

Grandparents just hope to see one more Christmas Day

Children, Kids, they just don't know

How Street People freeze to death

When...It...Snows

Crime in the streets

A bag lady's crying

Knife in her stomach

And she's dying

She'll be dead by tonight

Prostitutes down on Wingate and Sixth

Pimps come by, give 'em a fix twice a night

You,

You say that you hate it

But you,

You don't do nothing about it

The streets are alive

They're hoping to survive the night

But, nobody lives in this life to long

Nobody thinks they belong

So honestly nobody cares

Since people are too wrapped up in themselves to notice

Street People

Sleeping in the city's trash

Street People

Having to beg for a little cash

Street People

Never having a place to go

Street People

Freeze to death

When-It-Snows