To work like the devil for your paynWas the old song that he used to singnBefore the waking hoursnRolled out across the open groundnnNow I see him through the windownAt a table drinking his coffeenAnd talking about the daysnBefore the time that we knew nWould not return to this old townnnHe's waiting for somebody else to save his daynOr at least to see some light before it fades awaynYeah, yeahnnTo choose no companionnIt fell right in linenWith all the others she had knownnHad laid by his sidenBefore the sleepless morningnShowed its face without a soundnWithout a soundnnNow where did the time go all these yearsnAfter the pictures had been burnednAnd the names have all been clearednFrom all that she remembers it adds up in timenTo not a thing, no not a thingnnShe's waiting for somebody else to save her daynOr at least to see his face before he goes awaynBefore he goes awaynBefore he goes awaynBefore he goes awaynShe just wants to see his face before he goes awaynBefore he goes awaynBefore he goes awaynOh, before he goes awaynBefore he goes awaynBefore he goes away