Can I get you a comfy chair
Said the lady wearing glittering gold
No I said I'll just stand

Why have you come to this station
She uttered with a pendant for charm
It's quite possibly the worst in the land

My sister is ill and lonely
So I'm boarding a train
Replied I with honesty intact

You look old and tired
In need of some rest
I was struggling and that was a fact

Please sit yourself down
In this old comfy chair
I'll get you by your sisters side

But without a sleep
And something to eat
Your body will act like it died

Such a lovely person
With a charming face
An angel in my hour of need

Lie back carefully
And I'll find a place
For food so you can feed

My sister recalled to me
A wonderful dream
She had had the previous night

Where as a young lady
In Aldwych station
She helped an old man in his plight

I could see his suffering
Feel his pain
And I wanted him to be free

A tear welled up
In my baggy old eyes
When I realised that man was me