[Verse 1]

As I walk these narrow streets where a million passin feet have trod before me

With my guitar in my hand,, suddenly I realize nobody knows me

Where yesterday the multitude screamed and cried my name out for a song

Today the streets are empty and the crowds have all gone home

[Verse 2]

I pass a million houses but there is no place that I belong

All I knew to give you was song after song after song

All the truths I tried to tell you were as distant to you as the moon

Born two-hundred years too late and two-hundred years too soon

[Verse 3]

I'm a child of this age locked into the pages of your book

And when I am but dust and clay and all the children stop to take a look

Will they marvel at the miracles I did perform and the heights I did aspire

Or will they tear out the pages of the book to light a fire

[Outro]

With the rain on my face, there is no place where I belong

Did you forget this singer so soon? And did you forget my song?