For tonight this will be his roof , you see
No one understands why he could not stay
Most people want him to keep away
Because he talks to no-one there
All everyone ever does is stop, stand and stare
In times past he was happy
For then he had his dear wife Mary
She understood what he could do
They kept it to themselves , no-one knew
Many a year has passed by
Twos long ago when Mary did die
But he is happy and contented
Because he can still see
And daily talks and embraces Mary
Together they will sit
Under that big oak tree
And chatter away about times past
And he will sit and giggle with glee
For the vagrant does not care
What people think of him
He knows his love with Mary will never dim
For there is more to this life
Than just a plain tired body
Not so far in the distant future
He will meet again with his beloved Mary
Once more they will dance and sing
Once more together under that big oak tree
In spirit and eternally free and happy.
