You Stopped To Talk To Me
You Stopped To Talk
He sits there next to his car
Day after day after day
I drove close to him one morning
To see what his sign had to say
It said “Will Work for Food”
So I just drove on by
I didn’t have any work
For this poor old guy
The next day I drove by
He was sitting there still
I wondered if anyone had stopped
Wondered if anyone will
Two days later I drove by again
He was there once again
I decided to stop and talk
I asked him how he had been
He said he sat here day by day
To get money to pay his rent
He was too old to work
All of his savings were spent
He used to be a firefighter
He told me that cold winter day
I got out of my car and sat next to him
Wanting to hear all he had to say
He had worked for thirty years or more
Trying to save homes and lives
Now his retirement wasn’t enough
So now every day he drives
To sit in a lonely parking lot
Beg for money from all who care
And telling his story to anyone
To anyone who stopped there
I gave him all my money
It was only a dollar or two
I wish I could have done more
But that would have to do
He told me thank you
With tears in his blue eyes
He said it wasn’t often
That this old man cries
I said it wasn’t much that I gave
He had to disagree
He said you didn’t just give money
You stopped and talked to me
