Intro verse 1 He was standing on the corner as the sun was going down He was looking for a contact, he had just arrived in town With his suitcase full of emptiness, his clothes are torn and tight He was looking for a bed for the night verse 2 And he had a list of numbers that had slipped out of his head An uncle lived in somewhere out in Manchester, he said He had come out of a country where the tunnels had no light He was looking for a bed for the night Just a bed for the night Somewhere warm till the morning light He was looking for a bed for the night verse 3 And standing in the doorway was a man called Father John He said, "Come in from the cold and sit you down there, my good man" And the small talk was of football and the tea tasted so right And he was looking for a bed for the night Just a bed for the night Somewhere warm till the morning light He was looking for a bed for the night Instrumental verse 4 There was something in this situation made me realize That there is always someone with a kindness in their eyes So, if Father John should hear me, and who knows, he just might Hear me say, "Thank you, for the bed for the night" Just a bed for the night Somewhere warm till the morning light He was looking for a bed for the night Just a bed for the night Somewhere warm till the morning light He was looking for a bed for the night Just a bed_____ for the night