They find it easy to look right through you And so do I I walk you home because you need me To make it back for the six o'clock news Gloria (I asked you about your children To pass the time) You told me you lived alone since you were a nurse in the ward And it seems the more you collect, the less there is to find Could it be the more you gather up, the more you're left behind Gloria's steps are out of time Born on the evening of Black Tuesday There on the border of two small towns Lost both her parents on the road She was only six years old Gloria (it's hard to imagine) How you could have been so strong And now the sun is setting low And you need someone to walk you home Gloria, I'll walk you home Gloria, I'll walk you home