People talking to themselves
People living private hells
In a cardboard box or looking for a can to sell
Brother can I bend your ear
I need some shelter for my soul
Don't know how things got this way
Had a job a house a family
But the streets are staking out another claim
Brother can you help me here
With some shelter for my soul
Hard times befallen the human race
Can't find no doorway that's warm and safe
Don't turn away
Don't think she'll be okay
You might find yourself in my shoes one day
Who can say what's right or wrong
Who can see that far beyond
I'm just trying to find a space where I belong
Brother it's getting cold out here
A nickel just won't get me home
My brother I ain't gonna disappear
Till I get shelter for my soul
Shelter for my soul
