Lyrics:

Coyne

Now that I'm getting old and now I'm getting cold and there's nothing left to say
Just like a daffodil, you know I will, you know wilting in my way
And I need somebody, yes I need somebody, yes I need somebody now I know I'm getting old
This is a lonely life man without your wife, without a bed or view
I'm always at the gate and I'm always late cause there's nothing left to do
Strange tunes in my head, I'll think I'll go to bed, I think I'll change the sheets and all
Maybe do some drawing, do some painting, an antelope across my wall
A visitor out on the lawn, his hair all shorn, is he friend or is he foe
Is he a man I know, is he someone to sow, is he someone to say hello
So I'm so confused, I'm so bemused, I think I'll settle down
Lie down on anywhere, maybe in this chair, anywhere I just don't care
The friend I saw is at the door, he says hello once more, I met you down the road
Great long fingers holding out, I want to shout, what's the point because he knows that