He's got a half-penny to spend
The street is full of pa**ers-by
And no one hears what he cries
He always plays the same old tunes he learned as a child
Oh God, how beautiful he is when he dreams with shut eyes
R/ Seeing him reach the highlights
R/ Surrounded by a shouting crowd
R/ I feel my heart is beating fast
R/ And I have to fight to stay involved
He's constantly living unreal
And it's surely better like this
Meanwhile another glorious morning
waits for him tomorrow
R/ Seeing him reach the highlights…