Lyrics

You may have seen me along the way I am the quiet man, I'm quiet every day I've got a story that I dare not speak Passersby feeling weak Sit the fall and through the spring and the summer On this bench in the park I try to stay inside, away in the winter The evenings are too dark Have a seat by my side, I'm the quiet man I won't talk, i won't tell Tell me what's been on your mind, let me take your hand Let me know, I'm the wishing well