There's a path that is wore in the carpet on the floor By the window where I watch and wait for you I'm a prisoner alone in a cell that once was home And there's no one to talk to but the blues Oh the carpet on the floor it's tattered and tore And tears I've cried enough to flood the sea Things that's loved the most by man Are tossed about like a grain of sand And lost just like the love you had for me Till I'm too feeble to walk till I grow too weak to talk Till my eyes grow dim and I no longer see I'll still walk along alone prayin' for you to come home Till the last breath of life has gone from me Oh the carpet on the floor it's ragged and wore And tears I've cried enough to flood the sea Things that's loved the most by man Are tossed about like a grain of sand And lost just like the love you had for me