Bring it out so we can sing it out At night when the stars are near Is it mine, is it mine, is it mine to know? All of my life I felt that you were listening Watching for ways to help me stay in tune Lord of my dreams, although confusion Keeps trying to

Nobody knows you when you're down and out. Nobody knows you, Once I lived the life of a millionaire, Spent all my money, I just did not care. Took all my friends out for a good time, Bought bootleg whiskey, champagne and wine. Then I began to fall so

You know I thought I had it all y'all It seems that I'm wasting time Even though I've tried Guess I've done it all wrong I wish that I Wish that I could help us But I gotta take off, off, off For once in my life I gotta take off, off, off

After all, I'm just a man I'm a blue collar man had a hammer in my hand For the last few years of my life Working double overtime While you sleep alone at night Baby I know it's been a long hard ride Sometimes I forget to say I love you But baby please

Just to make things right So don't go away, say what you say But say that you'll stay Forever and a day in the time of my life 'Cause I need more time, yes, I need more time With all the things caught in my mind And I want to be there when you're Coming

Nobody knows you when you're down and out. Nobody knows you, Once I lived the life of a millionaire, Spent all my money, I just did not care. Took all my friends out for a good time, Bought bootleg whiskey, champagne and wine. Then I began to fall so

My rhymes so unspeakable My dreams so unreachable Give it a purpose, cause life itself isn't meaningful Now that's the truth, I'm speaking for the youth That's aiming for the top but falling from the roof Here we, here we go again, with my paper and my

Bartender, he don't mind, he sits 'em up the same I traded my tomorrows to remain in yesterday Whiskey Tears are fallin' here and each one cries here name Therre's things in my life that I've been missin' The touch of a woman, and lovin' after dark Come

My life has meaning again Sittin' on the interstate The end of another day Feeling tired, feeling beat up, feeling small Sick of running this rat race And Coming last place Feeling like I don't matter at all Then I walk through the door She says "I

Through my head, All the life running through her hair, Dreams are made winding through my head, The piercing radiant moon, The storming of poor June, Approaching guiding light, Our shallow years in fright, Before you know, Awake, Your lives are open