Lonely Man

There's a man out there that the whole town knows But never chose to meet You can see him walking by with a tear in his eye On that very lonely street If you want, you may go and try to talk to him If you think you're the one who can We've given him a name, and we call him the lonely man He just sits on the sidewalk playing violin And he doesn't speak, so no one knows his name His clothes are old foes of the wind and the snow But his music keeps him warm just the same And we often stop and we wonder how We can offer a helping hand Yet still we walk away from the needs of the lonely man They say his story began And it ended with the spotlights and a place in the band But then they said one day He was in the way of the younger musicians of the land So he drank his way through to the dirt of his shoes And we know he'll die with a bottle and bow in his hand He has his story and so do I And I know we should help him see That his music can still make a bolder sigh 'Cause I know how it's gotten to me If you go out now, you can see him sitting Dreaming he's playing in the band Forgetting about the town's old lonely man They say his story began And it ended with the spotlights and a place in the band But then they said one day He was in the way of the younger musicians of the land So he drank his way through to the dirt of his shoes And we know he'll die with a bottle and bow in his hand There's a man out there that the whole town knows But never chose to meet You can see him walking by with a tear in his eye On that very lonely street If you go out now, you can see him sitting Dreaming he's playing in the band Forgetting about the town's old lonely man We have given him a name And we call him the lonely man