He never left a trace

They only found a note

Take the past nine years

Back from where they came

People call it suicide

Why'd I see him on the street today

He kept his winter coat

It's cold outside in April

All this time away

From his wife's soft bed

Would it help to say I understand?

Why'd I see him on the street today

He left it all the same

They say this boy is yours

Take the past nine years

Back from where they came

If people call that suicide

Why'd I see him on the street today

If people call that suicide

Why'd I see him on the street