Helping Hand

I know that most people, if given the chance
Would walk on by
Without a helping hand
Or a look in the eye

Often a cry for help
Is not always heard
After all, it's just a thought
A feeling, some words

The way life is sometimes
Makes one feel so small
And in this big world
Nobody seems to hear the call

But let me tell you
I see you down there
And I'm coming to whisk you away
Without a moment to spare

I know that most people
Will opt to leave you behind
But I"ll slow down for you
Wait for the sun to shine