trouble been hard

young girl 'pon a sidewalk

silver cross upon a silver chain

she was born and raised in coney island

but she'll never make it back that way again

young boy upon a highway

walk a mile to work a double shift

but on that long and lonely skyway

there's a heavy fog that might never lift

trouble's been hard

although i know that in that i ain't alone

young mom upon a bus seat

one child pulling on her dress

another softly asking to be held

heaven knows i need so much less

trouble's been hard

although i know that in that i ain't alone

criminals along the river

says one to one

be still