And as people stand around. watchin me. Knowin that I have to go.. I keep thinkin of times we used to know.. I wonder. What will happen to you?. When I'm gone. When I'm gone -.
In the nighttimes,. days don't seem too long,. happiness is fading into dawn.. . No one sees it, such simplicity,. no one sees it but me.. . In the afternoons I sometimes see,.
CHORUS. . I was walkin down the road a carryin. The load that my father had a given me. The night before I packed and left the home. Of my childhood, home of my birth..