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