THE LONELY MAN

J. Goodwin

The lonely man hears a voice
As he talks to the wind
Sitting on the waterfront
Telling tales to the sea
No one knows who he is
Or what he has been
I watch him from afar
He is old and free of sin

CHORUS
The lonely man
The lonely man
The lonely man
The lonely man

Fifty years have gone by
And I return to the sea
Standing on the same spot
Where the old man used to be
Thinking about my life
And the way it used to be
No one knew who the old man was
Because the old man is me.