So precious and fleeting I loved them all Time to go
Down the street I watch you go Like there's no tomorrow Where we know
Cause Everybody's is gone And all the old lamps are burning out And all those voices of joy and laughter Well them new folks done moved them out But if I listen close I can hear them Lord they're calling me to come on It's just a matter of time Cause I got nowhere left to call home
I see you waiting But I know you won't understand Sand falling on through - through my hands
Cause Everybody's is gone And all the old lamps are burning out And all those voices of joy and laughter Well them new folks done moved them out But if I listen close I can hear them Lord they're calling me to come on It's just a matter of time Cause I got nowhere left to call home