The Boy from Nowhere

The nights grow cold
My search for gold is leading nowhere
Whichever lonely road I take it seems to go where
It's a fight to survive just until tomorrow
How can I display
What I know I'm worthy of
When they turn me away

The doors are closed to such as I
A boy from nowhere
But not to those who merely buy the right to go where
There'll be men with respect not humiliation
A man's place on earth
I have come to realize is decided by birth

So what's the future?
No matter where I go
I will still belong
In Andalusia
Where we don't know where
The next penny's coming from
Something's wrong

I vow to Spain, I won't remain
A boy from nowhere
There has to be a place for me
And I must go where
I don't fantasize, like a million others
Not a man alive
Had to beg or steal or fight
For the need to survive

So what's the future?
No matter where I go, I will still belong
In Andalusia
The good honest men grow weak
And the rich grow strong
Something's wrong

Another dawn, another morn
A boy from nowhere
My destiny will guarantee that I must go where
It's a fight to survive just until tomorrow
One more mouth to feed
And the way things are round here
That's the last thing they need