Honest Hitchhikers Asking for Cash Handouts

I used to be someone you knew

From the beginning he dreamt of conquering

The obsession of his life had begun to outdo

Anything anyone had ever done before

From a clear sky he stared

Upon where he had started from

All that's left to own is yourself

I have a cold sidewalk to sleep on

And I brave city walls that have eaten men alive

I am the Hitchhiker.

Where will I be tomorrow?

Please feel sorry so they won't have to.

The first person that listened to me was you.

Where I'm from,

Where I'm going,

Is not important

You'll probably never see me again

All that's left to own is yourself