There was a strange walking man Leaving footsteps on my lawn. He cried, "I can't understand. My love left just before the dawn. From velvet valleys of dreams By her leaving I was drawn, And in my sorrow it seems That I'm too blind to see the dawn."
The misty morning heard his cries, Felt tears from his poor wasted eyes.
"My love went with the sunrise Wish I could see the sunrise Wish I could see the sun today." How could I stand and explain The truth to his blind trusting eyes? But could I love her again, Knowing I won her love with lies?
The lonely strange walking man Thanking me to help him see, But could I just take his hand And tell him she lay next to me?
I followed footprints he made in the frost Across the dewy lawn where he was lost.
Is that his shadow I see? Why does his face escape me? Where is the strange walking man? Now I'm a strange walking man, And in my sorrow now it seems That I'm a strange walking man, Searching ... for a dream. Now I'm a strange walking man— FADE