He said, «Call me the king of the street
'Cause I rule over all you can see»
But he was living like an outcast
His kingdom in a shot glass
But his castle is made out of sand
So he slept in a doorway instead
And although the buzz keeps him flying high
He misses his daughter sometimes
And if you close your eyes
You can see the man
The man he used to be Someone like you and me Reaching out with cold hands
Reaching out with cold hands
Reaching out with cold hands
Reaching out with cold hands
He was working from 7 to 5
Barely scraping enough to survive
To make that move on Wall Street
He ends up sitting on his car seat
And if you close your eyes
You can see the man
The man he used to be Someone like you and me Reaching out with cold hands
Reaching out with cold hands
And when all you’ve built
Comes crashing down
When the ones you love
Leave you down and out
You reach out with cold hands
So I stand on the streets and I sing
Telling stories of where I’ve been
And all the people I’ve met on the way
But my guitar’s getting harder to play
'Cause I play with cold hands
Singing songs with cold hands
And when all you’ve built
Comes crashing down
When the ones you love
Leave you down and out
You reach out with cold hands
You reach out with cold hands