take a look around

you will never see me

walking round feeling low

you will never hear

there

goes a man who doesn't know

too many roads to walk

too many things to do

too many words to talk

moments too few

i don't think you know

though

you've been told a million times

it's not clear to see unless

you read in between the lines

look out your window

when did it start?

nothing's for certain

it's just a part

if you're feeling low

no

and your world comes tumbling down

if you see hard times

stop

better take a look around

good things must end

they never last

look to tomorrow

forget the past