Here I am just sittin` around
With an old piano in a vacant room
And the same old feelin`s come again
So uncertain hurtin` scared
I though I grew, but here I am again
Shoulda seen the train be passin` thru.
I thought I knew
And I can`t make music
No I can`t make rhyme
No I can`t do anything
To take me away this time
I know it`s an old cliche to say
I feel I`m gonna die
And I hear it`s goin` out to cry
So I`m gonna say some kind words to you
I like to wish you luck & hope
That life will be with someone else
Just like I though it would be with me
But I can`t see...
And I can`t make music
No I can`t make rhyme
No I can`t do anything
To take me away this time