Here I Am Just Sittin' Around
With An Old Piano In A Vacant Room
And The Same Old Feelin's Come Again
So Uncertain Hurtin' Scared
I Though I Grew, But Here I Am Again
Shoulda Seen The Train Be Passin' Thru.
I Thought I Knew

And I Can't Make Music
No I Can't Make Rhyme
No I Can't Do Anything
To Take Me Away This Time

I Know It's An Old Cliche To Say
I Feel I'm Gonna Die
And I Hear It's Goin' Out To Cry
So I'm Gonna Say Some Kind Words To You
I Like To Wish You Luck & Hope
That Life Will Be With Someone Else
Just Like I Though It Would Be With Me
But I Can't See...

And I Can't Make Music
No I Can't Make Rhyme
No I Can't Do Anything
To Take Me Away This Time