At a crossroads in London as the winter winds whipped through my hair
I noticed everyone stared at the ground and passed by like I wasn't there
I watched lonely people keep all to themselves full of fear in the worlds they had made
I swore then that I'd make a difference I promised that I'd make a change
Is that how it is?
Is that how it is, baby, with you?
Is that how you want it to be?
'Cause that's how it is with me
As I walked past a churchyard an old man on his knees in the street
Said, "Son, do you think you could help me? 'Cause I'm cold and I'd like something to eat."
But I could tell by the look in his eyes that he also needed a friend
So I smiled and I sat down beside him and he wept as I held his hand
Is that how it is?
Is that how it is, baby, with you?
Is that how you want it to be?
'Cause that's how it is with me
In the dark of night when you're feeling that there's no hope in sight
Do you dream of the world that we could make if we'd all just give instead of take?