Here's the old man in the diner eating his oatmeal and tea
I'm across the room just looking, he's looking right back at me
I wonder why he sits alone with his thoughts and this meal
Is he stepping outside himself, something he just won't feel
Is he on his way to see his wife at the place they called home
Or trying to find his daughters from all those years ago
Cnd here's the old man in the diner eating his oatmeal and tea
I'm across the room just looking, he's looking right back at me
Maybe he's passing time, just simple pure and true
But me, I don't have an old man, so this one will have to do
The old man's eyes are cloudy and now they're blue and dim
Cnd his hair is just a patch of white and his bones are getting thin
He looks across the room, and lo, he nods at me
I'm drawn into his light and it's the light that sets him free
Now I'm sitting alone and so is he, no partner no wife
I think of Harry's cradle and Neil's old man and what'll become of my life
Maybe he's passing time, just simple pure and true
But me, I don't have an old man, so this one will have to do
Here's the old man in the diner eating his oatmeal and tea
I'm across the room just looking, he's looking right back at me
Here's the old man in the diner eating his oatmeal and tea
Cnd I'm across the room just looking, he's looking right back at me