I met a man named Byron Black And he carried his life strapped to his back On a sidewalk in Houston he called home Crying, "Don´t you forget me," He said, "Don´t you forget me,"
You don´t know what it´s like to walk alone You don´t know and I hope you never will
Every stride wears the soul more thin Until it´s slowly worn down to nothing Every stride wears the soul more thin Until it´s slowly worn down to nothing And what can I do now?
Faces of people he would see They were colder than any city street And the days go on and on and they just walk by He said, "I´m disappearing," He said, "I´m disappearing,"
You don´t know what it´s like to walk alone You don´t know and I hope you never will
Every stride wears the soul more thin Until it´s slowly worn down to nothing Every stride wears the soul more thin Until it´s slowly worn down to nothing
And we all walk in their names But our hearts don´t work the same By-products of evolution Lost, always looking for a lost solution now!
Every stride wears the soul more thin Until it´s slowly worn down to nothing
Every stride wears the soul more thin Until it´s slowly worn down to nothing Every stride wears the soul more thin Until it´s slowly worn down to nothing
Every stride wears the soul more thin Until it´s slowly worn down to nothing No!