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

He's been waiting down there, waiting half the day, we never ever see him from the top

He gets pushed around, knocked to the ground

But he gets to his feet and he says...

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 been waiting back there, waiting for her dreams, 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

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...

So take a step back and see the little people

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

So listen, as they whisper

"What about me?"



Now I'm standing on the corner, all the worlds 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

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

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

You just take more

You just take more than you give

What about me...

What about me...

What about me...