Nobody knows where the old man goes,
When winter moves in.
Maybe goes searching for happier times,
Somewhere he's been.
He leaves by the front door and doesn't look back,
And walks away,
Nobody follows the lonely
And nobody sees,
Where that old man goes,
When winter moves in.
Dose he take the road to that old secret place,
Where once as a child he did hide,
And wait on his own for the rest of his days,
To quietly pass him on by.
Nobody follows the lonely
And nobody sees,
Where that old man goes,
When winter moves in.
An old empty home,
Where once there was laughter and love all around,
The silence grows cold,
As cold as the ice and the snow on the ground.
And it falls
And it falls
Nobody follows the lonely
And nobody sees,
Where that old man goes,
When winter moves in.
Where that old man goes,
When winter moves in.
