How many times has he waited there Beneath the boughs of angel hair Woolen coat pulled tight against the wind That whipped and chaffed his face And left him that much more apart From his old dreams that new lovers Cannot own or hope to ever know What's behind an old man's lonely eyes
When he's alone and the sun is high Children laugh and he'd like to hide Days like these seem to hang on For so long They seem to drag him down And leave him that much more apart And he wishes someone would invite him home To pass the time Or to maybe find some time Or maybe
Did you see him cry Did you ever watch him pace And all the ways he tries to hide his face Misplaced in a world not like his own And did you ever stop to speak Or hear him try to tell about How she and he were lovers Just like you And they were just like youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
