He's closed the door, I weave no more My boots gather dust on the windowsill We've all been through the mill The room is cold, my heart grows old I remember the noise, I can hear it still We've all been through the mill What now my job in this world? I have none My lifeline is broken in two My children, my love and my time have all gone I let the ends slip through Now when I look back in hindsight I know I wasted my youth and my dreams The warp and the weft have stolen my breath There's nothing left for me Cause he'closed the door, I weave no more My boots gather dust on the windowsill We've all been through the mill The room is cold, my heart grows old I remember the noise, I can hear it still We've all been through the mill Through the mill, through the mill We've all been through the mill Me mother and me father, and his father before We've all been through the mill In these silent hours I picture your face You long since departed this land My breathing is laboured, my armchair is still As I gently take your hand Cause he'closed the door, I weave no more My boots gather dust on the windowsill We've all been through the mill We've all been through the mill