I dreamed, I dwelled in a homeless place
Where I was lost alone
Folk looked right through me into space
And passed with eyes of stone

O homeless hand on many a street
Accept this change from me
A friendly smile or word is sweet
As fearless charity

Woe workingman who hears the cry
And cannot spare a dime
Nor look into a homeless eye
Afraid to give the time

So rich, or poor, no gold to talk
A smile on your face
The homelеss ones where you may walk
Rеceive amazing grace

I dreamed, I dwelled in a homeless place
Where I was lost alone
Folk looked right through me into space
And passed with eyes of stone