Days may come and days may go. Funny how the children grow so fast. Nothing can last. Always try, and try we will. Nothing ever standing still for lo… - John Miles Foley

Take a look at the blind man
wishing every day he could see.
He lives his life in darkness.
Be grateful, you and me.
Take a look at yourself now,
standing with your back to the wall.
Pride will get you nowhere fast,
we're waiting for the fall.

The right to sing, the right to play.
The right to do the things I feel in my own way.
And if you took it all and asked me to pretend,
you'd be breaking a heart that won't mend.
The right to win, the right to lose.
The right to fall in love with anyone I choose.
And when it's my mistake and everything goes wrong
I would write what I feel in a song.

You're on your own, back on the street,
out in the cold you feel the heat.
One way ticket to nowhere at your feet.
Take what you need, a word to the wise:
only the weak need alibis.
Stakes are too high, zero again,
no second chances at the end.
Run, tell me where you're gonna run to?
Run, oh, oh, oh where you gonna run to?
Where you gonna run?