I just hope that your love knows, what this life is all about
'cause I'm in the same position as when I started out.
Now I know there're folk in hospital that are far worse than me,
Oh, but that don't mean to much when my spirit don't feel free
Yes I'm crying, yes I'm crying, hey i'm crying, hey I'm crying
Well the bouquet rocks my senses, and the blues they roll my mind,
and I'm in a strange condition and my head is hard to find.
And I just keep on searching, trying to seek my goal,
and I just keep on studying, Oh trying to find a road.
And I'm crying, and I'm crying, Hey I'm crying, hey I'm crying
Wait for the sunshine, look at the rain, look at my future all seem the same.
Hard to distinguish right from the wrong, look at my troubles coming on strong.
Only God knows, oh where my search will end, 'cause a freak ain't got no money and a pauper has no friends, and there ain't no use in worrying and there ain't no use in dying, oh, no use testifying and there ain't none you could buy.
And I'm crying, and I'm crying, hey I'm crying, oh, I'm crying
Only God knows where my search will end, cause a freak don't have no money and a pauper has no friends, and there ain't no use testifying, and there ain't no use in lying,
And I'm crying, and I'm crying, hey I'm crying, oh, I'm crying
