Under The Overpass

UNDER THE OVERPASS - Written by Carroll Bryant

Down under the overpass 

Dreams are  scarce and they die fast

Nobody knows who they want to be

But it's simple, you see

Down under the overpass

Dreams are scarce and they die fast

Nobody knows who they are

It's so bizarre 

And the people make excuses

For being late to the party

And the ones who got there early

Wanted to leave before it started

And the reruns on the TV 

Are getting older than you and me

But just like life, I'm sorry

That's just the way it's got to be

Down under the overpass

Dreams are scarce and they die fast

Nobody knows what to do

For me and for you

Down under the overpass

Dreams are scarce and they die fast

Nobody thinks in terms of fate

That's a mistake

And the people take from a wealthy man

And gives it to somebody else

Who has their own little cookie jar

Stashed up on a shelf

And it's crazy the way we breathe and live

And sometimes it makes me cry

There's so much for us in this world to give

So much before we die

Down under the overpass

Dreams are scarce and they die fast

They die fast