Em C D Em There's a light in the house in the wood in the valley. C B7 Am There's a thought in the head of the man. Em C D Em Who carries his dreams like the coat slung on his shoulder, C B7 Am Bringing you love in the cap in his hand. And each step he takes is one half of a lifetime: no word he would say could you understand. So he bundles his regrets into a gesture of sorrow, Bringing you love cap in hand. Catching breath as he looks through the dining-room window: candle lit table for two has been laid. Strange slippers by the fire. Strange boots in the hallway. Put my cap on my head. I turn and walk away. words and music by IAN ANDERSON TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN) ALL CORRECTIONS ARE WELCOME ARCHIVEL@teleline.es