He never left a trace They only found a note Take the past nine years back from where they came People call that suicide, why'd I see him on the street today He kept his winter coat It's cold outside in April Oh oh oh oh oh oh... All this time away from his wife's soft bed Would it help to say I understand? Why'd I see him on the street today He left it all the same They say this boy is yours Oh oh oh oh oh oh... Take the past nine years back from where they came If people call that suicide, why'd I see him on the street today If people call that suicide, why'd I see him on the street...