In the distance I hear
The subtle strumming of a old guitar
It's a old man
Got a long beard
And looks small from a far

As I get close
The music seems loud
The heart starts beating
To the strumming of the guitar

And I sit down
By his side
He sings a song
About his wife
He seems so calm now

He sings about the times
Where he felt a rush on his veins
Everytime he felt her hand
And he almost sheds a tear
When he remembers
That's all in the past