Once a time I used to be alive, I and loved, I laughed and cried. But I've fogotten how 'cause that was then and is now I'm so low, the cold rain and snow, Has my body, shattered my soul up, broke down, so low. Beat down, broke up, so low I've how man treats fellow man and I just don't understand I care if the meek inherit the earth, You keep my for what it's worth It's a fine line between living and being a fine line between living and being alive It's a fine line you're; Sleeping on the street in the city that never Sleeping on the street in the that never sleeps The street has made me numb, I pray my to come, I'll be here I'm not to find, God hear my prayers, for be kind. Let it come I am not I'm now I don't despair, where, when, now I really don't care a fine line between living and being alive It's a line between living and being alive It's a fine line when Sleeping on the street in the that never sleeps Living on, on, Sleeping on the street in the city that sleeps Living, on the street. Beat up, down, so low. down, broke up, down so low It's a fine line living and being alive It's a fine line living and being alive It's a line when you're; Sleeping on the street in the that never sleeps Living on, on, Sleeping on the street in the city never sleeps Sleeping, living, on the street-city that never sleeps. City that sleeps Line. It's a fine line It's a line, it's a very fine line, it's a fine line