She walked into this world I made on a Little park bench under the shade Of a sweet gum tree whose leaves were red and brown I looked up and I saw her face
That was full of fortitude and grace She said, "If you don´t mind, can I please sit down?" See I´ve been working since the morning When the sun starts settling in That´s when I walk across the town to where my second job begins I got two kids I must feed, I´ve got no time to sit with them and read The counselors keep on telling me my boy´s got special needs
But don´t we all got issues? It´s just the stuff we live through Everybody´s got their coffee stains I ain´t complaining, I´m just saying
That I ain´t been to Harvard
And I ain´t got no big degrees Everything I know, I learned it on these bitter streets And I, can´t afford the good life But only real love comes for free And some days my head´s up in the clouds But I´m allowed to dream
As she got up and walked away I said, "Goodbye," I gave a wave And watched that lady fade into the crowd And I thought maybe we´re the same, hey We both cry and we feel shame And we both know there still some things We´ve yet to figure out See I´ve been writing since the morning When the sun starts settling in I cross the town to check the sound
Where my second job begins I´ve got two kids to feed, some doubts and insecurities I pray that I provide a life for everything they need
But don´t we all got issues? It´s just the stuff we live through Everybody´s got their coffee stains I ain´t complaining, I´m just singing
That I ain´t been to Harvard And I ain´t got no big degrees Everything I know, I learned it on these crazy streets And I, can´t afford the good life But only real love comes for free And some days my head´s up in the clouds
But I´m allowed to dream
Oh, woah-oh-oh
As I´m heading home, I think of how Her shift is probably ending now And I´ll be on a plane this time tomorrow Some folks are on an uphill climb Some coast along on borrowed time Still others need a little time to borrow
But don´t we all got issues? It´s just the stuff we live through Everybody´s got their coffee stains I can´t forget, the words she said remain
That I ain´t been to Harvard And I ain´t got no big degrees
Everything I know, I learned it on these bitter streets And I, can´t afford the good life But only real love comes for free And some days my head´s up in the clouds But I´m allowed to dream
Oh, woah-oh-oh But I´m allowed to dream I ain´t been to Harvard But I´m allowed to dream