Well there's a little boy waiting at the counter of the corner shop

He's been waiting down there, waiting half the day,

They never ever see him from the top

He gets pushed around, knocked to the ground,

He gets to his feet and he says...

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What about me? It isn't fair

I've had enough, now I want my share

Can't you see, I wanna live

But you just take more than you give

Well, there's a pretty girl serving at the counter of the corner shop

She's been waiting back there, waiting for a dream,

Her dreams walk in and out, they never stop

Well, she's not too proud, to cry out loud

She runs to the street and she screams...

CHORUS

More than you give...

Take a step back and see the little people

They might be young, but they're the ones that make the big people big

So listen as they whisper:

"What about me?"

And now I'm standing on the corner, all the world's gone home

Nobody's changed, nobody's been saved

And I'm feeling cold and alone

I guess I'm lucky, I smile a lot

But sometimes I wish for more than I've got...

CHORUS

What about me?

What about me?

What about....me?