People At The Top

Shes lookin for a way out of this hole
Shes out on her own with hungry mouths to feed
The precious little, she scratches on the dole
Is barely enough to cover all their needs

It hurts to see her once strong frame
Broken down by the constant blows of rejection
And now in place of the sweetest smile
She wears a frown of worry and dejection

Oh, its a cold, cold world
That turns its back on you
When youre cryin out for a little love
A little love and understandin

People at the top looking down
They dont wanna know whose at the back of the line
People at the top looking down
Cant relate to our troubled minds

Shes all caught up in these inner city blues
Out of control
(Shes losin her mind)
Her storys told but its second hand news
To a world without care, theyve heard it all before

Tryin to do the best she can
But shes losin faith in all that she believes in
The light is fading and hope is dissipatin
They say that they listen, Lord knows that they cant hear

Its a cold, cold world
That turns its back on you
Oh, when youre cryin out for a little love
A little love and understandin

People at the top looking down
Dont really wanna know whose at the back of the line
People at the top looking down
Tell you that they listen but they just cant hear