O'Hooley & Tidow - Ronnie's Song lyrics

I saw him on the front row He always sat there alone Ronnie was a scarecrow Down at heel, boho Aficionado Of anything Broadway Bernstein and Sondheim Kept loneliness at bay Stumbling through the town with coins in hand To bank them for a conversation Cashier lifts her eyes to heaven Ronnie had low expectations A person is a person It makes no odds to me A person is a person Just like you and me Derelict, frozen Sleeping under filth Wounded, feral But strangely seraphic Walls thronged with stars Of the Music Hall Though the person that saved him An ordinary girl Once a little boy, a mother's son Light on his feet, his father told him “Don't do things like that round here” Filled with moral apprehension Breaking of bread and drinking wine For once he had a shared communion Chose to spend her Christmas time With someone viewed as barely human