There's a man on the street who's had little to eat and barely a dime to his name
He gambled and lost at impossible cost any chances at fortune or fame
Well you find him on street corners, sleeping in alleys in cities and towns across this land
And when you see him do you turn to flee him or reach out to offer your hand
There's a child down the block who's just learning to walk and dreaming
How one day he'll fly
With every new step well he's got no regret on whatever direction he'll try
But then later in school he will break the wrong rule, he'll stumble and finally drop out
And it's realistic he'll become a statistic unless someone can turn him around
Oh it's realistic he'll be a statistic
Won't somebody turn him around
There are shelters in town where new mothers are found
Young girls with babies their own
And sadly apparent that boyfriends and parents no longer welcome them home
So what should we say when we're shown shades of gray and we know what's black And what's white
Hardships and heartaches, missteps and mistakes
Injustices we can make right
Hardships and heartaches, missteps and mistakes
Injustices we should make right
As we travel these roads let's all help with the loads that are causing each other to fall
And when we get home, we'll kneel down at the throne in answer to God's clarion call
Well we might be surprised by the smile in His eyes as He tells us the things we got right
Forgiving our sins and recounting the wins of the souls brought from darkness to light
Forgiving our sins, recounting the wins of the souls that we brought to the light
So we can't turn back
No we can't turn back
When we're on the right track Lord we can't turn back
We can't turn back
No we can't turn back
The simple fact is we can't turn back
There's a man on the street who's had little to eat and barely a dime to his name
He gambled and lost at impossible cost any chances at fortune or fame