He never took a paper Never took his pen Because he knew He could never Put into words a thing Of the beauty of her face Or her white skin or her grace It would all be a lousy second best He never read the papers Never watched the news Because no breaking reports Would ever match his solitude And no terror is strong enough To blow her from his heart She'll always be there No matter how bad things are So sad I heard him singing So deep Down from his heart So loud I just kept swinging And loud just ain't loud enough Tonight I call you baby To hear you smile To hear you smile He never wears his coat now No umbrella or strong shoes Because no winter Was ever colder than his blues But she will always guide him home Though there's still along time to come Before that desirable break of dawn