Do you stand by the gate and watch As the world passes by Singing a sad song Hiding tears, waving goodbye Do you watch the children playing Having fun as each year rolls on Or, see the lovers holding hands Kissing as they stroll along Do you notice the old man walking his dog He has a silver cane and his steps are slow The dog yanks him to go faster But time is precious this old man knows Can you see me watching you I am always here, too Standing at another gate in shadow Never going anywhere; nothing to do We could come out together Greet as old friends would Meet in the park and talk Stroll along these cracked, lonely sidewalks We will never do this, though Always imprisoned in watching the world Never joining, never leaving Always standing still
Everything is open to the winds of chance.