Vagabond

I finished my drink and stepped outside, outside it was cold
I was walking alone through the streets, the streets were empty
He was staring at me from a corner of the street
Yes I was drunk, but he was totally wasted
An empty bottle in his hand. I slowly stepped forward
Then he reached out his other hand, the one that was empty
He begged me for small change. I gave him everything he had
You could see that he was under the spell of sadness
Then he said. Why can’t I be like you?
You’re young and you’re practically untouchable
So kind to help me through this rather difficult time
I invited him to come and sleep at my place
So he could eat and wash the dirt from his face
Hardly recognizable this different person looked at me
He was holding a picture of a family and then he said
Why can’t I be with them, I want to be with them forever and ever
I love them more than anybody could ever love someone
A fatal accident stopped my once allmost perfect life
Now I’m a useless wreck waiting for salvation
I wish they were here. I wish I was there