Intro :
Fre-- ezin', rests his head on a pi llow made of concrete , again
Oh, Fee-- lin'm aybe he'll see a little better set a d ays, oo h yeah
Oh, hand out, faces that he see s time again ain't that fa miliar , o oh yeah
Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks in sane, oh yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butter flies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh...
Oh, s omeday y et, he'll begin his l ife again life a--ga in li fe a- -gain ...
Kne--e lin', looking through the paper through he doesn't know t o rea d, ooh yea h
Oh, pra-- yin', now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, fee-- lin', understands the weather of the winters on its way
Oh, cei-- lings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame , y eah.. .
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butter flies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh..
Oh, some day yet, he'll begin his life again
Oh, w hispering h ands, gently lead, lead him away ... h im a --way , him a-- way.. . Ye ah !
Instrumental :
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butter flies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh..
Oh, some day yet, he'll begin his life again
Oh, w hispering h ands, gently lead, lead him away ... h im a --way , him a-- way.. . Ye ah !