Lyrics The Child, The Boy, The Old Man - Lorenzo Gabanizza

Look at that Child alone in the room
He keeps all his dreams in his hands
He would like to talk but there's no one
Nobody listens to his screams

Look at that Boy waking at dawn
Working so hard to pay Father's rent
He plays with his heart as he plays his guitar
Falling in love with Marilyn Monroe

Look at that Man playing on stage
He hopes, how he wishes! to make his way to New York
He's had many doors shut in his face
But he doesn't give up, and never will

Well he's going nowhere
Trying to pretend
He could never stop it
So there's nothing better
Trying to forget
All the pain day by day

Look at that Old Man lying in bed
He keeps all his life in his hands
He would like to talk but there's no one
Nobody listens and he slips away