every day i’ve got the blues
and every day i look for a new thrill
they tell me i should know better
i had dreams once, big dreams
you would laugh if i told you
i know, i know, you’ve heard it all before
as a child i hated the chains of society
and being told i should keep busy
but i loved the sound of the rain
this world isn’t big enough for me
i heard that lonesome whistle blow
you haven’t heard it quite the same way
i was a strange child
as you know all too well
don’t make me point my steely gaze at you
forget you ever knew me
just a guy who went looking for thrills
but was never too busy to help a pal