Bobby

Once met a man
 Who lived on the street
 He lost everything inside of a week
 But you'd never have known
 From that smile he wore
 Just another fallen angel
 Knocking on Heaven's door
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 He said, "Hey I'm Bobby, and this is my block
 If you have any questions, don't hesitate to knock"
 As he gestured down to a tattered cardboard box
 You could see in his eyes that it had some hard knocks
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 In another life time
 He'd have suits and fast cars
 Might've had a corner office
 Overlooking Central Park
 But he gave it up when God broke his heart
 Took his wife and his newborn
 That's when life got hard
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 Well, I must admit
 My think's shaking sometimes
 'Cause if God does exist
 Why is the pain in our lives?
 To have loved, and have lost
 Is what really means to have lived
 And a day I'm sure that Bobby
 If only have to give
 So next time you're thinking
 "God, it's so bad"
 Remember poor Bobby and all you still have
 'Cause I'm pretty sure your life's probably
 Better than that
 Better than that
 Better than that
 Better than that