How Can You Do It Alone? Pete Townshend

Saw a man about fifty or so
He looked lonely but his eyes were bright
I was walking up Holland Park Road
And I stopped him to ask for a light

He practically froze when I spoke
But eased when he saw my cigarette
Then I saw as he lit up my smoke
Beneath his coat he was naked and wet

Who can you blame he knew that I knew
In the sound of his breath was a moan
I said "I know there's no name
For what you go through
But how can you do it alone"

I crossed the street to the local news store
Flicked through some cheap magazines
Beside me some school kid I saw
Push some girlie mag down into his jeans

The shop girl was watching amazed
Asked me to call for the police
She screamed at his blushing young face
But he escaped into the streets