There's a man down my street, he's always alone

Never socialises, don't talk on the phone

I often wonder is this by choice

He doesn't want anyone to hear his voice

Is he shy or lonely, maybe insecure

If I said 'Hello' would I be ignored

We live in boxes too afraid to pop out

Wave at strangers or give them a shout

If we all opened up, and let people in

Would the world be better, and without sin