A man waits in an alley reading over his resume A flickering streetlight above him let's him know she's there He carries his bags in the morning to the waiting room The man behind the desk says he smells of trash at the interview Chorus: He'll not be torn He'll not be broken You don't know how this story goes You don't know how this story's told You don't know how my story goes You don't know how its told A man waits in an alley reading over his sheet music A flickering flame inside him let's him know she's there He carries his guitar case in the morning to the street corner The crowd in front of him is hooked and they cheer for more Chorus: This world never knew of that homeless man on the street corner But he left this world and he gave this world his flame and light When they had to leave and when they had to part She still felt it deep down inside her heart Chorus: