He was a dreamer from the day he was born
Now he's an old man, and his body is worn
In his eyes burns a flame, all that remains
Of the man that they all used to know

Home for the first time, in many's the day
His sons and his daughters, reunited again
Birth or death, wedding bells, not when you're well
They have come for the passing away

And he knows it's the day
And his life flashes by, there, fore his eyes
Yes he knows it's the day
And his friends have all come
Awaiting the curtain to fall
Nothing can stop it at all, no, no, no

"He was a good man", said his wife to a friend
"Always suck by me, through thick and through thin
Oh, we both had our days, made love and made hate
But I'd do it agan if I could"

Yes he knows it's the day
And his life flashes by, there, fore his eyes
Yes he knows it's the day
And his friends have all come
Awaiting the curtain to fall
Nothing can stop it at all, no, no, no