I feel awash
Close down the street
Yeah Chaplin walks

Be 9:15
And I hear them, hear them call his name
And I see him, see him turn away


They take him in
And clean him up


They take him in
And strip him down

They dry his skin
And feed him wine
And I hear them, hear them call his name

And I see him, see him turn away

Ask's to use the phone


Yeah he lives alone, he lives alone
There's no one, no one home to phone

He sits alone at home
He call his home his own
His wife is still unknown