Beggar on the Street of Love

In my time I have been a rich man giving favours All the world at my feet and its many different flavours I sucked it all dry Now I realise I'm a beggar on the street of love All the rest have no charm There's nothing they can give me What I want makes me poor In this great big world of plenty I'm holding out my cup Only you can fill it up I'm a beggar on the street of love On my own I'm standing, so patiently And my heart keeps calling, calling ouit for you to see You look right through me and you pass me by Take my hand, lead me to your loving milk and honey Cover me, keep me from the night so cold and rainy Please, I'm down on my knees I'm a beggar on the street of love --- Beggar On The Street Of Love - Paul Kelly