Day by day, every morning To the same place he arrives Same clothes, same old hat A bottle in a paper bag
People going to work Or to buy a newspaper They never wonder why Does he sit here
He used to have a life All he has are memories And people passing by
His name is known That's all they want to know Just looking to somewhere else Thinking (about) problems of their own Then one day the place was emptied No bottle, no man or paperbag
Still something in there reminds of him An abandoned ol wretched hat...
Something that has always Been in there and gone Almost everything's unchanged Life is just the same
People go to work Or to buy a newspaper They just wonder why Does he (usually) sit in there
He used to have ambitions He use to have a life All he has are memories And people passing byTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
