corner woodrow and justin

Words by Bryon Bowers

[chorus] There’s an old man always standing At the corner I can see him there with his curly black hair… Waving and smiling At the passersby… Does his heart match his smile?... Does he cry hard once in a while?... What’s the story Behind those kind old eyes?... Did he lose someone On that very spot?… Is he looking for A ghost long gone Did he lose his love And his cozy home… Did someone leave him… Here.. All alone?... [chorus] There’s an old man always standing At the corner I can see him there with his curly black hair… Waving and smiling At the passersby… Does his heart match his smile?... Does he cry hard once in a while?... What’s the story Behind those kind old eyes?... Does he know something That we do not?... Is he from an alternate Universe? Is he Waiting for me to write my next verse?... Is this the spot… of the second coming… Does Jesus enjoy throat singing?... Does he hum to his favorite tune while he’s walking his dog? Is there an alien ship… Landing lasers pointed here… At the corner of woodrow and justin Every day of the year… [chorus] There’s an old man always standing At the corner I can see him there with his curly black hair… Waving and smiling At the passersby… Does his heart match his smile?... Does he cry hard once in a while?... What’s the story Behind those kind old eyes?... I can see in his eyes a great disguise… a history is hiding Deep down In his mind… Behind the smile And the friendly waves Lives a younger man In his wilder days He is standing there In the wake of his past What happened here? Did it happen fast? He lives now In the echoes of his mind On that corner Yourself you will find…. [chorus] There’s an old man always standing At the corner I can see him there with his curly black hair… Waving and smiling At the passersby… Does his heart match his smile?... Does he cry hard once in a while?... What’s the story Behind those kind old eyes?...

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