There’s a world you’re living in: no one else has your part. All God’s children in the wind: take it in and blow hard.

We are leaving, we are gone: come with us to all alone.  Never worry, never moan: we will leave you all alone.

Old man, take a look at my life: I’m a lot like you; I need someone to love me the whole day through. Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that’s true.

Back in Canada, I spent my days riding subways through a haze.

I hear some people been talkin’ me down: bring up my name, pass it ’round. They don’t mention the happy times; they do their thing, I’ll do mine.

And I just turned twenty-two, I was wondering what to do. And the closer they got, the more those feelings grew.