Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Been
Michael Been
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Been
Michael Been
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Call
The Call
Producer
Michael Been
Michael Been
Producer
Barry Landis
Barry Landis
Producer
Dan Russell
Dan Russell
Producer
Jim Scott
Jim Scott
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(One, two, three) Saw a man's home, a box made of cardboard Frozen to the bone, an't take much more Says, "Lord I need help here, send me a strong hand To lift me from the street, help me to stand I've been forgotten, been forsaken Poisoned by a bottle, I could not shake it I've been passed over, been rejected And I'm afraid I'll never feel the warmth of summer come again Man, I am helpless, I'm freezing" You were there You were there I saw a sick man on a sick bed Scorned by the world like he had two heads He says, "I'm a man here dying a cruel death I'm cut off from the world" Man, it was so sad He was suffering, he was ailing Tortured by his fate, his body was failing He says, "I'm an outcast, left defenseless And I'm afraid that I'll be dead before the summer comes again I've been rejected, man, I am dying" You were there You were there Saw a rich man alone in a dark house A prison made of gold, he could not break out Says, "My life is aimless, it just seems pointless Boredom truly kills, man, I am hopeless I got diamonds, I got houses I got silver clouds and silver spoons to match it I've come up empty, man, I am desperate And I never want to feel the warmth of summer come again I'll be forgotten, my life is over" You were there You were there You were there Lord, You were there
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