There's someone out there, Out in the snow I think that I knew her, long time ago Homemade outfit, frayed cap and gloves She is a monument, a tribute cause. (CHORUS) It must be a bus stop, there through the snow The wind whips right through her thin winter coat (Mm-hmm) She pulls a cart behind her, there are tracks in the snow That lead to her possessions, tied up just so. I know that I knew her, but I can't say how. Long time before anyway, the way she is now. There's someone out there, but I can't make her out Salvation Army shoes on, sole all walked out. I know that I knew her, we were in love. Long time gone anyhow, there comes the bus (CHORUS) Crowd pushes past her, no one looks twice She looks through her window, and I catch her eye She doesn't know me, She looks away. The bus slowly disappears through the snowy haze.