Love waits within

Silently still,

In the cold airs chill

the old man he wanders alone

He sees the warm lights

In the eve of the night

And yearns for a home of his own

For his family are gone, 

The Lord called them on, 

And from the nest, the rest they have flown

So he wanders the night

As the street lights shine bright

And no one can hear him moan

For the home it is cold

Yet made for the old

No warmth does it give him at all

As he sits in his room

Full of sadness and gloom

As he waits for his final call

He dreams heaven will shine

When it's finally his time

And his wife she'll be waiting within,

Only then will he know,

That loves loving glow,

Was always at home waiting for him.