Well there's a little boy waiting    at the counter of the corner shop   He's been waiting down there,    waiting half the day,    They never ever see him from the top   He gets pushed around, knocked to the ground,    He gets to his feet and he says...       *What about me? It isn't fair   I've had enough, now I want my share   Can't you see, I wanna live   But you just take more than you give      Well, there's a pretty girl    serving at the counter of the corner shop   She's been waiting back there,    waiting for a dream,    Her dreams walk in and out,    they never stop   Well, she's not too proud,    to cry out loud   She runs to the street and she screams...       Chorus      More than you give...       Take a step back and see the little people   They might be young,    but they're the ones that make the big people big   So listen as they whisper:    "What about me?"       And now I'm standing on the corner,    all the world's gone home   Nobody's changed, nobody's been saved   And I'm feeling cold and alone   I guess I'm lucky, I smile a lot   But sometimes I wish for more than I've got...       Chorus      What about me?    What about me?    What about....me?