The Fruit Seller

He felt the emptiness inside of him
He felt the emptiness
He felt the loneliness inside of him
He felt the loneliness

Oh! But he wants to sell his fruits
Oh! So he took the old route

He saw 'em rolling
They wanna fool him
He saw 'em rolling down the street

He started moving, time was running out
He started moving fast
He cut a corner and went to the other side
He started searching there

Oh! When he turned around to look
Oh! He saw 'em hiding by the brook

They started rolling
They wanna fool him
They started rolling down the street

Through the little street
Through the little street
Through the little street
Through the little street
Through the little street
Through the little street
Through the little street
Through the little street

Oh! But he wants to sell his fruits
Oh! So he took the old route

They started rolling
They wanna fool him
They started rolling down the street

Through the little street
Through the little street (Rollin')
Through the little street (Rollin')
Through the little street (They keep rollin')



Credits
Writer(s): Gurprasad Gurumurthy
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