And you
see him by the
railroad track each morning
Telling stories to the hobos
sitting round
And you wonder about the
past that he is hiding
And the things that made
his whole world tumble down
And he tells them of his
kingdom and his riches
And all the sunken treas
ure that he's found
And he tells them not to
worry about tomorrow
That for all of them a
new life would begin
They would never see
another day of sorrow
Cause he al ways takes good
care of all his friends
And you see a look of hope
on all their faces
Though they've heard the
story time and time again
And you look into the eyes
of those around you
An d you know that they're
believing every word
Cause when you look at
Him you're looking in a mirror
An d you make yourself believe
the things you've heard
An d although he gets
his stories from a bottle
You find yourself believing every word
And you realize that
somehow he's a savior
In his tattered clothes to
them he is a king
Cause he gives them one
more day that they can live for
An d the promise of
the joy that it will bring
An d you won der what
will happen in the morning
When they find that they no
longer have their king
For his eyes are closed but
he's no longer sleeping
And their king will no longer be around
And you'll see a look of
fear on all their faces
As they see their hopes and
dreams come tumbling down
So you quickly drink a
story from the bottle
An d all at once you now
possess the crown
And they'll find you by the railroad
track each morning
Tellin' stories to the hobos
sit tin' round
And they'll wonder
about the past that you
are hiding
An d the things that made
your whole world tumble
down an d you'll tell them of
your kingdom and your riches...