Don't let your eyes refuse to seeDon't let your ears refuse to hear

Now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turnin' gold Turnin' from the past, at last and all I've left behind.

I can't get excited by my own music. It's impossible.

I refused then like I do now to let anybody tie me down

You have to believe in yourself before anybody else believes in you.

Don't let your eyes refuse to seeDon't let your ears refuse to hear

There's nothing in the world so sad as talking to a man who never knew his life was his for making.